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and forgetful of toil that so hardly they bore;
That "Sailors at sea earn their money ⟨like⟩ horses,
"to squander it idly like asses ashore"
Such lubbers their jaw would coil up, could t ey measure
by their feeling the gen'rous delight without end,
That gives birth in (illegible text) to that truest of pleasure,
the handing our (illegible text) to succour a friends,
Why, what's all this nonsense they talks of add pother,
all about rights of men, what a plague are they at?
If they means that each man to his messma e's a brother,
why the lubberly swabs! every ⟨fool⟩ can tell that.
The rights of u Britons, we knows to be loyal,
in our country’s defence our last moments to spend:
To fight up to the ears to protect the blood royal,
To be true to our wives—and to succour a friend.
PADDY IN LOVE.
I'VE been long in love with a demsel hard by.
She has a pig in the stable, and a horse in the sty;
Her c e k are as red as the sun in the night,
Her eyes shine as bright as the moon in day-light.
With a ⟨balinamona Ora,⟩
A pretty black girl for me.
It would charm you to see her at church or at mill,
Where she trips it so nimbly you'd swear she stood still,
At milking her cow too the wor'd must agree,
She looks just like Vulcan ris'n out of the sea,
With a balinamona Ore, &c.
As I sit by her side I'm scarce able to stand,
And call her my bride by a squeeze of the hand;
