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But a terrible blunder they made with their strife, .
For I ne'er saw the sea nor a ship in my life.
Then away to a tender they bid me to steer,
But of tenderness, devil a morsel was there !
Tho' I roar'd and I strove — oh, it would not avail-
In the cellar of the ship they crammed Patrick
O'Neal.
Next morning from Dublin they sail'd with their
prey;
I was half-starv'd and sea-sick the rest of the way;
Not a mile-stone I saw ; not a house, nor a bed';
All was water and sky, till we came to Spit head.
Then they calt'd out " all hands !" — hands and feet
, soon obey'd ;
Oh ! I wish'd myself home, cutting turf with a spade ;
For the first sight I saw made my spirits to fail —
'Twas a great swimming castle for Patnck O'Neal.
Now this terrible monster roll'd about on the tide,
And a large row of teeth were stuck fast in his side.
Then they bid me to mount, and desir'd I would
keep
A fast hold with my trotters, for fear I should slip ;
So I let go my hands, to hold fast by my toes,
But the ship gave a roll — So away my head goes ;
I plump'd down in the water, and splash'd like a
whale ;
But with boat-hooks they fish'd up poor Patrick
O'Neal.
Then midst shouts, jests, and laughter, they hoisted
me in
To this great wooden-world, full of riot and din. j
But a terrible blunder they made with their strife, .
For I ne'er saw the sea nor a ship in my life.
Then away to a tender they bid me to steer,
But of tenderness, devil a morsel was there !
Tho' I roar'd and I strove — oh, it would not avail-
In the cellar of the ship they crammed Patrick
O'Neal.
Next morning from Dublin they sail'd with their
prey;
I was half-starv'd and sea-sick the rest of the way;
Not a mile-stone I saw ; not a house, nor a bed';
All was water and sky, till we came to Spit head.
Then they calt'd out " all hands !" — hands and feet
, soon obey'd ;
Oh ! I wish'd myself home, cutting turf with a spade ;
For the first sight I saw made my spirits to fail —
'Twas a great swimming castle for Patnck O'Neal.
Now this terrible monster roll'd about on the tide,
And a large row of teeth were stuck fast in his side.
Then they bid me to mount, and desir'd I would
keep
A fast hold with my trotters, for fear I should slip ;
So I let go my hands, to hold fast by my toes,
But the ship gave a roll — So away my head goes ;
I plump'd down in the water, and splash'd like a
whale ;
But with boat-hooks they fish'd up poor Patrick
O'Neal.
Then midst shouts, jests, and laughter, they hoisted
me in
To this great wooden-world, full of riot and din. j
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Description | Scottish songs and music of the 18th and early 19th centuries, including music for the Highland bagpipe. These are selected items from the collection of John Glen (1833 to 1904). Also includes a few manuscripts, some treatises, and other books on the subject. |
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Description | The Glen Collection and the Inglis Collection represent mainly 18th and 19th century Scottish music, including Scottish songs. The collections of Berlioz and Verdi collected by bibliographer Cecil Hopkinson contain contemporary and later editions of the works of the two composers Berlioz and Verdi. |
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