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The
The
bar
bar
silver
silver
and
and
the
arms
arms
still
still
lie
lie
,
,
for
for
all
all
that
that
I
I
know
know
,
,
where
where
Flint
Flint
buried
buried
them
them
;
;
and
and
certainly
certainly
they
they
shall
shall
lie
lie
there
there
for
for
me
me
.
.
Oxen
and
wain-ropes
would
not
bring
me
back
again
to
that
accursed
island
;
and
the
worst
dreams
that
ever
I
have
are
when
I
hear
the
surf
booming
about
its
coasts
or
start
upright
in
bed
with
the
sharp
voice
of
Captain
Flint
still
ringing
in
my
ears
:
"
Pieces
of
eight
!
Pieces
Pieces
of
of
eight
eight
!
!
"
"