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Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling,
The darling of our crew,
No more he'll hear the tempest howling,
Tor death—

To Bachelor's hall we good fellows invite,
To partake of the chase that makes up our delight,
We have spirits like—

. Jolly Dick, the lamplighter, They say the sun's my dad; And truly I believe—

That all men are beggars, you plainly may see, Tor beggars there are of ev'ry degree: Tbo' none are so blest, or so happy as we, Which nobody can deny, which nobody can deny.

TOM Clewline's heart three damsels claim'd,
Poll, Nan, and bonny Kate:
Each for her faith and beauty fain'd,
For Tom's return
Would often burn,
And tremble for his fate.
Twas on an eve when whisp'ring gales
But feebly swell'd the pow'rful sails,

When Tom, so blitlie and jolly,
To either fair at once appeal'd,
His scars, but not his wealth reveal'd;
Then claim'd the hand of Polly.

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A Lis! says Poll, how vain towed,

When love is all our boast!
By famine press'd, bv flattery ted,
To misery prone,
To peace unknown,
Which pang would pierce the most?
Why then, says Tom, to soothe my woes,
I'lj seek tor comfort and repose

Within the arms of N ancy:
But poverty, to .Nan's surprise,
Had dimm'd her sailor's sparkling eyes;
lie pleas'd not now her fancy.

Next to his Kate the partial tar
With zealous ardour turn'd;
For her he'd brave the hottest war,
And on the main,
Her love to gain,
Had glory's laurel carn'd.
Ah! Tom, says she, no fears alarm,
If still to Kate thy heart is warm;

She'd wed thee, love, to-morrow:
With thee the worst of ills she 'd bear,
For thee suppress each struggling tear,
To solidi all thy sorrow.

Then, dearest girl, 'tis thou alone

Shall share my honest toils;
For in my fortunes, yet unknown,
Thy willing heart
1 lath borne a part,
And meet them with sweet smiles.

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Know, then, to try your worth I came;
for, hless'd with riches, power, and fume,

Tom sought no other beauty
Than that which, with the mind's record,
Might prove the last and best reward

Or' courage, truth, and duty.

YOUNG Harry would a courting go,
And fain would marry Mog;
But Kate, and Jane, and Betsy too

Would no way let him jog.
With smiles each tried to gain his heart;

But Hal car'd not n jot,
For he in truth swore ne'er to.part
With Moggy of the Cot.

Young Moggy was his heart's delight,

And she lov'd him full well;
When on the green they dane'd each iiight,

There,am'roustales would tell:
She'd smile—he'd laugh with such a glee,

Was proud to own his lot—
They m trry'd was—Hal paid his fee—

To Moggy of the Cot.

Poor Dad and Main were very glad

To hear the happy news;
With haste they ran, drest in the plaid,

The ribands for to choose.
Each lad and lass met on the green,

To praise young Harry's lot; Kate, Jane, and Met, at church were seen, » 'With Moggy of the Cot.

K YOUNG

YOUNG William was a seaman true,
The darling of the bonny crew,
For blithe he was and kind;
For tho' no lagging lubber he,
Right loth he was to go to sea,
For Jane be left behind.

And Jenny lov'd, but all by stealth;
Ifer father had much store of wealth;

Of Will he would not hear;
Till cruel chance at length reveal'd
The passion they so long conceal'd,

And William lost His dear.

A friendly voice poor William hail'd;
A ruffian gang tlve youth assail'd,

'Twas done by cursed gold;
The tender for the offing stood,
The cutter skimtn'd the yielding flood,

They hatch him in the hold.

She, troubl'd, walks the beach in haste,
And troubl'd look'd the wat'ry waste;

And by the floating wave
A corpse was wash'd upon the shore;
'Twas William ! and with tears they bore

Two lovers to the grave.

NO glory I court, no riches I want;
Ambition is nothing to me!
The one thing I beg of kind Hcav'n to grant,
Is a mind independent and free.

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With passions unruffled, untainted with pride,

By reason my life let me square: The wants of my nature are cheaply supply'd,

And the rest are but folly and care.

The blessings which Providence freely has lent,

I'll justly and gratefully prize;
With sweet meditation, and cheerful content,

Shall make ine both healthy and wise.

In pleasure the great man's possession display,

Unenvy'd I'll challenge my part;
For ev'ry fair object my eyes can survey,

Contributes to gladden my heart.

How vainly, thro' infinite trouble and strife.
The many tlieir labours employ!

Since all that is truly delightful in life,
Is what all, if they will, may enjoy.

MY friends all declare thatmy time is mispent
While in rural retirement I rove;
I ask uo more wealth than Dome Fortune has
But the sweet little girl that I love. [seut,

The rose on her cheeks may delight;

She's soft as the down on the dove:
No lily was ever so white,
As the sweet little girl that I love.

K 2 Tho'

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