NAVAl, From the ma?n?eck to the quarter, Strew'd ?h limbs, an? wet w?th Poor Tom H?, ?ale an? C?w!'? where ?is ?a?e ?n ?o? "0 my noble ?t?, tell ?re I'm borne a ? away; Ha?e I done a. ?an,an's d?ty, "Tell a ?y?n? ? t?y, 'For my life ? fi?ting f?, Have I done a ?il?'s d?y, Can they aught my ?'ry blot?" "? brave Tom," raplied the "Thou a ?ilor's ?t h?t ?, I mvem thy woun? with so?w-- Wo?ds b? w?ch our glory's ?on." �' ?a?, my captain, life is ebbi? Fast from this d?p wounded he?, Yet, O? grant me little favor Em l from th? world dep?: Bid ?me kind and t?y ?ilor, Wh? I'm num?r'd with t? ?d, For my true and ?nstant Cath'?ne, Cut a lock from t? ?r he?. "Bid ?m to my Cath'?ne ?it, 8ayi?, her's alone I die; Kate will keep ihe mo?f? pm?nt, And ?mbalm it with a sigh. Bid him, too, this letter bear her, Which I've ?nn'd with parting breath, Kate will ?nder on the writing, When the h?d ? ?!d in death." "That I w?,*' ?Ued t? ?pt?n, "And ? ever Cath'rine's ?end; 141
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