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THE TEMPEST.
Cease, rude RoreaS,‘b!ust’ring rtiier,
List ye laodsmen all to i»e.>
Messmates, bear a brother sailor.
Sing the dangers of the sea,
From bounding ttiilows fint in motioti,
When the distant whirlwinds rise;
To the tempest troubled ocean,
Where the seas contend with skies.
Hark the boatsweain hoarsely bawling,--1
By topsail sheets, and haulyard* stand 1
Down top-gallants quick be hauling,
Down your stay-sails, hand, boys, hand
Now it freshens, set the braces ;
Quick the topsail sheets let go ;
Luff, boys, luff, don’t ragke wry faces !
Up your topsails nimbly clew !
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Now all you on down bed's sporting,
Fondly lock’d in beauty's arms,
Fresh enjoyments wanton courting,
Free from ail but lovVa alarms —
Bound us roar the tempest louder;
Think what fear our mind sathrals
Harder yet, it yet blows harder;
Now again the boatswain calis ;
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