Why our islands must betweenUs this distance in seas greenAlways be separated? We are like those shipwreck'd.
A narrow fellow slips on the surfacegliding now from start to end;For the end will always to hismind show which way to bend.
Symbolic Flags:Parley’s white tatters;Quickest competitor’s checkered.
Trumpets pealed back on land and war drums beat;and so must sailors now leave land behind.And must move here and here a sparkling fleet…