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Down in a hulk lies forlorn unclear the joy of unclear No more he'l hear the Tempest howling for death has brought His form was of the manliest beauty, his Hart unclear soft unclear Faithfully before he did his duty unclear now he’s gone aloft next line is unclear Some never from the unclear departed his unclear were so rare His friends even misery and unclear hearted, his Pal, was unclear Then he Sang so blithe and Jolly, so many be the times & oft But mirth has unclear lo melancholly , and unclear is gone Aloft unclearand Tom is gone aloft But Julie shall Tom find unclear weather, when Thou bring to life his unclear together the unclear call an unclear For Death the Strings & unclear did unclear unclear For though his Body is under the Haches , his unclear is gone aloft, his unclear is gone aloft – unclear