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Oars and coat, and badge, farewell ;
Shall your Thomas take a spell. But to hope and peace a stranger,
In the battle's heat I'll go ; Where, expos’d to ev'ry danger,
Some friendly ball will lay me low. Then mayhap, when homeward steering
With the news my messmates come, Even you, my story hearing,
With a sigh, may cry-poor Tom.
Shall never part from mine,
Untainted back to thine.
An equal love may see,
The kiss, &c. I ask no pledge to make me blest,
In gazing when alone;
Whose thoughts are all thine own.
That heart no longer free,
The kiss, &c. BRITONS, UNITED, MUST PREVAIL.
My ship's my house, my home, my land,
My family not few;
A bold and jolly crew ;
For treasure, I've my seamen's love,
And if the foe intends
The value of such friends,
MARY, I BELIEVED THEE TRUE.
MARY, I believed thee true,
And I was blest in thus believing; But now I mourn that e'er I knew
A girl so fair and so deceiving. Few have ever loved like me ;
Oh! I have loved thee too sincerely! And few have e'er deceived like thee,
Alas! deceived me too severely.
Fare thee well! yet think awhile
On one whose bosom bleeds to doubt thee; Who now would rather trust that smile,
And die with thee than live without thee. Fare thee well! I'll think on thee,
Thou leav'st me many a bitter token ; For see, distracting woman, see
My peace is gone, my heart is broken,
THE MINUTE GUN.
From thoughts of danger free,
The minute gun at sea.
And dare the dangerous wave:
For they go the crew to save.
TO GUARD FROM FOES HER NATIVE LAND.
WHEN Vulcan forg'd the bolts of Jove,
In Ætna’s roaring glow,
Their use and pow'r below;
And when thro' circling flame,
May justice guide her aim !
While if assail'd in future wars,
I SAW THEE WEEP.
Came o'er that eye of blue ;
A violet dropping dew:
Beside thee ceas'd to shine ;
That fill’d that glance of thine.
A deep and mellow dye, Which scarce the shade of coming eve
Can banish from the sky, Those smiles unto the moodiest mind
Their own pure joy impart ; Their sunshine leaves a glow behind,
That lightens o'er the heart.
And our bright ones adore ;
You worse than our score.
All art we outshine ;
Each streak is divine.
Clean glasses are pencils,
Old claret is oil ;
Must sit a good while.
WHEN WE DWELL ON THE LIPS. WHEN we dwell on the lips of the lass we adore,
Not a pleasure in nature is missing ; May his soul rest in heaven! he deserves it, I'm sure,
Who was first the inventor of kissing. Master Adam, I verily think was the man,
Whose discovery will ne'er be surpass’d, Then since this sweet game with creation began,
To the end of the world may it last.
PROUD WOMAN I SCORN YOU. PROUD woman I scorn you, brisk wine's my delight, I'll drink all the day and I'll revel all night: As great as a monarch the moments I'll pass, The bottle my globe, and the sceptre my glass. The tables my throne, and tavern my court, The drawers my subjects, and drinking my sport. Here's the queen of all joy, here's a mistress ne'er coy, Dear cure of all sorrows, and life of all bliss, I'm a king when I hug you, much more when I kiss.
LOVE WAKES AND WEEPS.
LOVE wakes and weeps,
While Beauty sleeps!
To prompt a theme
For Beauty's dream,