The Ship That Found Herself (poem)
by Rudyard Kipling
We now, held in captivity, Spring to our bondage nor grieve, See now, how it is blesseder, Brothers, to give than receive! Keep trust, wherefore we were made, Paying the debt that we owe; For a clean thrust, and the shear of the blade, Will carry us where would go.
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