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Section 35 (Not a moment's cease, (Literature (The Way of Strategy by…
Section 35
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Fighting at sun-down , fighting at dark,
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List to the yarn, as my grandmother's father the sailor told it to me.
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Now I laugh content, for I hear the voice of my little captain, we have just begun our part of the fighting.
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On our lower-gun-deck two large pieces had burst at the first fire, killing all around and blowing up overhead
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His was the surly English pluck, and there is no tougher or truer, and never was, and never will be;
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Our foe was no skulk in his ship I tell you, (said he,)
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We close with him, the yards entangled, the cannon touch'd,
Only three guns are in use,
Serene stands the little captain,
The master-at-arms loosing the prisoners confined in the after-hold to give them a chance for themselves.
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We had receiv'd some eighteen pound shots under the water,
The leaks gain fast on the pumps, the fire eats toward the powder-magazine.
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Ten o'clock at night, the full moon well up, our leaks on the gain, and five feet of water reported,
One is directed by the captain himself against the enemy's mainmast,
The tops alone second the fire of the little battery, especially the main-top,
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One of the pumps has been shot away, it is generally thought we are sinking.
He is not hurried, his voice is neither high nor low,