Spirit of Adventure
The course is set, the anchor's weighed,
To home we bid farewell.
To sail seas far to the east,
And return with tales to tell.
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We'll travel far and sail wide,
Wherever wind doth blow.
From Narnia we'll set our course,
To eastern lands we'll go.
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Danger may be there to greet us,
We laugh at perils we face.
We'll journey under moon and stars,
And the sun's warm grace.
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We sail for discovery,
Which is its own reward.
Should any land catch our eye,
We'll always sail toward.
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Distant lands of burning sands,
Across the ocean wide.
And should worst come to the worst,
We'll sail against the tide.
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With King Caspian as our captain,
We take faith with he, our head.
To search out for our land's lords,
No Miraz for them to dread.
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But while we explore our world's seas,
Ocean and earth to roam.
We of Dawn Treader will remember,
Narnia, our home.