The document contains two poems. The first poem is titled "Song of Marion's Men" and describes a band of soldiers led by Marion that uses guerilla tactics in dark woods against the British. The second poem is titled "A Whaling Song" and describes a whaling voyage, including leaving Cape Cod, traveling eastward, spotting whales and icy islands, and launching boats to chase whales.

1. NAME : LUCCY ENDANG PUJAWATI
SONG OF MARION’S MEN
Our band is few, but tried and true,
Our leader frank and bold:
The British soldier trembles
When Marion’s name told.
We have no fort but dark green woods,
Our tent’s a shady tree:
We know the forest round us
As sailors knowthe sea.
With merry songs we mock the wind
Alliteration That in the tree top grieves,
And slumber long and sweetly
On beds of rustling leaves.
SOUND Well knows the fair and friendly moon
The band that Marion leads,---
The glitter of their rifles,
The scampering of their steeds.
‘Tis life to ride the fiery horse
Across the moonlight plain;
‘Tis life to feel the night wind
That lifs his tossing mane.
A moment in the British camp---
A moment---and away
Back to the pathless forest,
Before the peep of day.
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2. A WHALING SONG
When spring returns with western gales,
And gentle breezes sweep Assonance
The ruffling seas, we spread our sails
To plow the watery deep.
Assonance Cape Cod, our dearest native land,
We leave astern, and lose
Its sinking cliffs and less’ning sands,
While Zephyr gently blows.
Now toward the early dawning east
We speed our course away,
With eager minds and joyful hearts,
To meet the rising day.
Then, as we turn our wondering eyes,
We view one constant show,---
Above, around, the the circling skies,
The rolling seas below.
SOUND When eastward, clear of Newfoundland,
We stem the frozen pole,
We see the icy islands stand,
The northern billows roll.
Now see the northern regions where
Eternal winter reighs:
One day and night fills up the year,
Andless cold maintains.
We view the monsters of the deep,
Great whales in numerous swarms,
And creatures there, that play and leap,
Of strange, unusual forms.
When in our station we are placed,
And whales around us play,
We launch our boats into the main,
And swiftly chase our prey.