And, while remembrance wakes the sigh, Poor Jack. Go, patter to lubbers and swabs, d'ye see, 'Bout danger, and fear, and the like: A tight water boat and good sea-room give me, And t'ent to a little I'll strike. Though the tempest top-gallant-masts smack smooth should smite, And shiver each splinter of wood, Clear the wreck, stow the yards, and bowse every thing tight, And under reef'd foresail we'll scud. Avast, nor don't think me a milk-sop so soft, For they say there's a Providence sits up aloft, Why I heard the good chaplain palaver one day, And, my timbers, what lingo he'd coil and belay, And many fine things, that prov'd clearly to me, For, says he, do you mind me, let storms, e'er so oft, There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft, I said to our Poll, (for, d'ye see she would cry,) Both for seamed and lubbers ashore ; And if to Old Davy, I should go, dear Poll, What then? all's a hazard-come don't be so soft; For, d'ye see, there's a cherub sits smiling aloft, To keep watch for the life of poor Jack. D'ye mind me, a sailor should be ev'ry inch And with her brave the world, without off'ring to flinch, From the moment the anchor's a trip. As for me, in all weathers, all times, sides, and ends, Nought's a trouble from duty that springs; For my heart is my Poll's, and my rhino's my friend's, And as for my life, 'tis my king's: E'en when my time comes, ne'er believe me so soft, That same little cherub that sits up aloft, Colin Clump's Ramble. To zee all the wonders of London; And I think you'll all freely confess, sirs, Since the days of our good old Queen Bess, sirs. (Spoken.) I ware mortal well pleas'd to zee he play the peart of Dowglass, he look'd so pratty, and did it zomehow zoa Rum ti iddity, &c, Then the budget came out by the way, For the Forty Thieves borrow'd it all, sir, But in spite of disguisement to catch ye, Master Bramer, and Senora Scratche. (Spoken.) I was used to think the clark of our parish was a main good one at chaunting a staave, but Master Bramer beats he by far, he be zoa fam❤ ous at zinging Rum ti iddity, &c. Foxhall, too, were one of the zights, The company rank'd pratty high, Cheek by jole, with the other great folk, sir. (Spoken.) Don't thee be frighten'd, young mon,' said he, for if any gemman bezide myself offers to affront thee, dam'me if I don't give him such a Rum ti iddity, &c. Cooke and Kemble I saw in one play, I coud'n't judge which was the best, sir: That a new Finger Post, Five Miles Off, (Spoken.) I've zeen many a vinger post in our pairts of the country, but I never zeed such a one as this-it was zoa Rum ti iddity, &c. At Astley's and Circus I zeed Horses dance minerwits and cowtillions, While the riders, true grasshopper breed, Jump'd over both saddles and pillions. Sadler's Wells, I were told, were the rage, And a wonderful place, 'twere, no doubt on't, For the New River came on the stage, And the waterproof ghosts they jumptout on't, (Spoken.) The ghostes they are so natural, they look like live ghostesses: there I zeed the Invisible Ring, and there was a handsome young mon, much about my zize, who kept the volkes grinning with his Rum ti iddity, &c. To Bartelmy Fair my next start Was, to zee every freak and vagary, Spoken.) They told I that Maister Boney were coming over here, but I think he had better leave it aloane; for if he do, he 'll vind some tightish lads ready to give him such a Rum ti iddity, &c. The Pilot. WHEN lightnings pierce the pitchy sky, And o'er the ocean's bosom fly, The signals of distress he hears, |