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"The dark-blue jacket that enfolds the sailor's manly breast
Bears more of real honor than the star and ermine vest;
The tithe of folly in his head may wake the landsman's mirth,
But Nature proudly owns him as her child of sterling worth."
-Eliza Cook.
"Clear the track! off we go! whip up old lazybones there, and don't let him crawl