Courtship & marriage

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               Laid up in Port.

Pitts, printer, Toy and Marble Warehouse, 6 Great
               st. Andrew street, seven Dials

THO' I'm laid up in port, I'm not outward bound,
lo my uppor works there's nothing ailing
My rudder and compass are both safe and sound
And when call'd upon I'm ready for sailing;
I'm pretty well to 'd with the comfort of life,
Have of friends just what number I fancy
And what's more I have a birth in the heart of my
My lovely aud valuable Nancy.                      (wife,

I well know that vevels and rats play me pranks,
At my cost who are eating and drinking,
This nbibles my biscuit—that gnaws at my planks
And would y off at once were I singing,
Lord help the poor thing, they can't hurt my good
Let them filch away to their fancy,               (name
They may pilfer my money—may injure my fame,
But they never can rob me of Nancy,

As well may the French kick against Dover rocks
That keeps every threat at a distance,
A tolly I plty—at slander I mock;
And I envy no one ia existence,
And when I am boarded by grim Captain Death
No sorrow shall trouble my fancy,
I'll strike like a man and yield up my breath
In a prayer for the health of my Nancy

          The Girl I Adore,

THO' summened by honour to far distant plains.
Where destruction and conquest alternately
reigns,
Then let not my E nma my absence deplore,
For soon I'll return to the girl I auore,

'Tis honour demands that I bid the adiea,
'Tis honour my Emma that callsme from you
Tho' yon waves will soou bear me from this happy
shore.                                         (adore.
Yet they'll soon waft me back to the girl that I

Then dry up those tears and no more be distrest
Those arms will soon clasp thee again to this breast
When the drum beats to arms and can loud roar
Like a Briton I'll fight for the girl I do e

Then crowned with laurel shall Albert return
With love's brightest are his bosom shall burn
From thy arm my de Emma I'll wander no mor
But live happy and blest with the girl I adore

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         Golden Vanity,

                  Or the

         Low Lands-Low.

Pitts Printer Toy and Marble Warehouse
   6 Great st. Andrew ſtreet 7 Dials

I HAVE a ship in the North,Country,
And she goes by tho name of the Golden Vanity
I am afraid she will be taken by some Turkish Ga or
As she sails on the Low Lauds Low,

Then up starts our little Cabin Boy.
saying, Master what will you give me, if I do them
I will give you gold. I will g ve you store,
You shall have my daughter when I return on shore,
If you sink them in the Low Lands Low,

The boy bent his breast and away be jumpt in
He swam till he come to this Tnrkish Galleor
As she laid on the Low Lands Low.

The Boy he had an anger to bore holes two at once
While some where playing cards, and some where
playing Dice,
He let the water in, and it dazzled in their eyes
And he sunk them in the Low Lands Low

The boy he bent his breast and away swam
saying, Master, take me up, or I shall be slain
For I have sunk them in the Low Lauds Law,

I'll not take you up the Master he cried,
I'll not take you up the Master replied.
I will kill you I will shoot you I will send with the
I will sink you in the Low lands low,                  ( c

The boy he swain he swam round all by the star-
board side,
saying, Messmates take me up, for I surely shall be
slain,
For I have sunk them in the Low Land Low

His Messmates took him up all by the star
They laid him on the deck, and its their he
they sewed him up in an old Cow's hide
And they throw'd him overboard, to go down with
tide,
And they sunk him the Low L ads Low