Courtship & marriage

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   POLL and my PARTNER JOE .

I was dye see a Waterman,
As tight and spruce as any,
Twirt Richmond Town,
And Horsly down,
I turn'd an loneſt penny,
None cou'd of Fortunes favors brag
More than cou'd lucky I,
My Cot was snug well fill'd my Cag
My Grunter in the Sty.
With Wherry tight
And Bosomlight
I cheerfully did Tow,
And to compleat this princely life
Sure never man had friend & wife
Like my Poll and my partner Joe.
I roll'd in Joys like there awhile,
Folks far and near carreſs'd me,
Till woe is me,
So Lubberly.
The Vermine came and preſs'd me ;
How cou'd I all the pleasures leave,
How with my Wherry part,
I never so took on to grieve,
It wrung my very heart.
But when on board ,
They gave the word ,
To foreign parts to go,
I ru'd the moment I was born ,
That ever I should thus be torn,
From my Poll and my partner Joe.
I did my Duty manfully,
While on the Billows rowling,
And Night or Day.
Cou'd find my way,
Blindfold to the main top bowling,
Thus all the dangers of the main,
Quicksands and gales of wind
I brav'd in hopes to taste again,
The Joys I left behind,
In Climes afar,
The hottest War.
Pour'd broadsides on the Foe.
In hopes these Perils to relate.
As by my side attentive sate
My Poll and my partner Joe.
At last it pleas'd his Majesty,
To give Peace to the Nation,
And honest hearts,
From Foreign parts,
Came home for consolation.
Like Lightning—for I felt new Life,
Now ſafe from all alarms,
I rush'd and found my friend and Wife,
Lock'd in each others Arms,
Yet fancy not.
I hore my Lot,
Tame like a Lubber—No
For seeing I was finely trick'd,
Plump to the Devil I boldly kick'd
My Poll and my partner Joe.

Publiſhed 12^th May,1794.by LAURIE & WHITTLE, 53 ,Fleet Street, London .

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