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| THUNDER our thanks to her—guns, hearts, and lips! | |
| Cheer from the ranks to her, | |
| Shout from the banks to her— | |
| Mayflower! Foremost and best of our ships. | |
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| Mayflower! Twice in the national story | 5 |
| Thy dear name in letters of gold— | |
| Woven in texture that never grows old— | |
| Winning a home and winning glory! | |
| Sailing the years to us, welcomed for aye; | |
| Cherished for centuries, dearest to-day. | 10 |
| Every heart throbs for her, every flag dips— | |
| Mayflower! First and last, best of our ships. | |
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| White as a seagull, she swept the long passage. | |
| True as the homing-bird flies with its message. | |
| Love her? O, richer than silk every sail of her. | 15 |
| Trust her? More precious than gold every nail of her. | |
| Write we down faithfully every man’s part in her; | |
| Greet we all gratefully every true heart in her. | |
| More than a name to us, sailing the fleetest, | |
| Symbol of that which is purest and sweetest: | 20 |
| More than a keel to us, steering the straightest, | |
| Emblem of that which is freest and greatest: | |
| More than a dove-bosomed sail to the windward, | |
| Flame passing on while the night-clouds fly hindward. | |
| Kiss every plank of her! None shall take rank of her; | 25 |
| Frontward or weatherward, none can eclipse. | |
| Thunder our thanks to her! Cheer from the banks to her! | |
| Mayflower! Foremost and best of our ships! | |
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