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Some names there are of telling sound, / Whose voweled syllables free / Are pledge that they shall ever live renowned; / Such seem to be / A Frigate's name (by present glory spanned) -- / The Cumberland.
Sounding name as ere was sung, / Flowing, rolling on the tongue -- / Cumberland! Cumberland!