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| Registered: | Jun 30, 2007 8:50 AM |
| ID: | 72825 |
| Title: | User |
| Name: | Edward Teach |
| Gender: | Male |
| Eem: | 41 |
| Pet choice: | Ignore |
| eeMail: | Send eeMail |
| Forum posts: | Forum posts |
| Achievements: | Member |
| Pets: | Aruj Barbarossa, Khair-ed-Din Barbarossa |
| Shops: | The Black Spot |
| Last seen: | 727 weeks, 5 days, 9 hours, 36 minutes ago |
| Me hearties [people I've pirate named]: Arabella Ichii [Ichii Go] Elissa Didosawr [Dinosawr] Addie the Goat [Beautiful..Whore] Scurvy Gum Sid [TA Storage] Gunpowder Gertie the Zeck Planker[Kidate] My boat's by the tower, and my bark's on the bay, and both must be gone at the dawn of the day. The moon's in her shroud, and to light thee afar On the deck of the daring's a lovelighted star. So wake, lady wake, I am waiting for thee, Oh, this night or never my bride thou shalt be, So wake, lady wake, I am waiting for thee, Oh, this night or never my bride thou shalt be, So forgive me my rough mood unaccustomed to sue; I woo not, perhaps, as your landlubbers do. My voice is attuned to the sound of the gun That startles the deep when the combat's begun. So wake, lady wake, I am waiting for thee, Oh, this night or never my bride thou shalt be, So wake, lady wake, I am waiting for thee, Oh, this night or never my bride thou shalt be, The Frenchman and Don will flee from our path, and the Englishmen cower below at our wrath, And our sails shall be gilt in the gold of the day, And the sea robins sing as we roll on our way. So wake, lady wake, I am waiting for thee, Oh, this night or never my bride thou shalt be, So wake, lady wake, I am waiting for thee, Oh, this night or never my bride thou shalt be, A hundred shall serve - the best of the brave, And the chief of a thousand shall kneel as thy slave, And thou shalt reign queen, and thy empire shall last Till the black flag by inches, is torn from the mast. So wake, lady wake, I am waiting for thee, Oh, this night or never my bride thou shalt be, So wake, lady wake, I am waiting for thee, Oh, this night or never my bride thou shalt be _________________________ To the mast nail our flag it is dark as the grave, Or the death which it bears while it sweeps o'er the wave; Let our deck clear for action, our guns be prepared; Be the boarding-axe sharpened, the scimetar bared: Set the canisters ready, and then bring to me, For the last of my duties, the powder-room key. It shall never be lowered, the black flag we bear; If the sea be denied us, we sweep through the air. Unshared have we left our last victory's prey; It is mine to divide it, and yours to obey: There are shawls that might suit a sultana's white neck, And pearls that are fair as the arms they will deck. There are flasks which, unseal them, the air will disclose Diametta's fair summers, the home of the rose. I claim not a portion: I ask but as mine 'Tis to drink to our victory - one cup of red wine. Some fight, 'tis for riches - some fight, 'tis for fame: The first I despise, and the last is a name. I fight, 'tis for vengeance! I love to see flow, At the stroke of my sabre, the life of my foe. I strike for the memory of long-vanished years; I only shed blood where another shed tears, I come, as the lightning comes red from above, O'er the race that I loathe, to the battle I love. | |