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the audley disaster.
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Far from the light of day—
Beyond all human ken—
  In their living tomb,
  In the earth's dark womb,
Death strove with these gallant men.

Toll for the brave! Ay, toll,
They have fallen to rise no more.
  Oh, brave, brave host,
  They died at their post,
And their battle of life is o'er.

A perilous life was their's,
Yet daily they did go
  At duty's stern command,
  Bearing their lives in hand
To the treacherous depths below.

Their hazardous tasks to ply,
While death in ambush lay
  Waiting the fateful hour
  To rush forth and devour
The unsuspecting prey.

Toll for the brave! Ay, toll
For the brave who will never return;
  The troth-plight to keep
  With maidens who weep;
And mourn for the mothers! mourn!