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O F C H G I C E S O N G S. 6^
Hark ! the boarfwain hoarfely bawling,
By top fai! fheets and hallyards ftand j
Pown top-gallants, quick, be bawling,
Down your ftay-fails, hand, boys, hand*
Now it frefliens, fet the braces,
The lee top fail fheets let go ;
Luff, buys, luff, don't mske wry faccs^.
Up your top- fails nimbly clew.
Now all you on down beds fporting,
Fondly lock'd 'twixt beauty's arms^t
Frefli enjoyment, wanton courting,
Safe from all but love's alarms.
Around us roars the tempeft louder ;
Tbink what fears our minds enthral :
Harder yet, it yet blows harder,
Now again the boatfwain's call.
The topfail- yards point to the wind, boys,
See all clear to reef each courfe j
Let the fore flieet go, don't mind, boys^
Tho' the weather fhould be worfe.
Fore and aft the fpritfail-yard get.
Reef the mizen, fee all clear ;
Hands up, each preventure brace fet,
Man the fore yard ; cheer, lads, cheer,
-Now the dreadful thunder's roaring !
Peals on peals contending cla(h !
On our heads fierce rain falls pouring^
In our eyes blue lightnings flafh.
One wide water all around us.
All above but one black Iliy !
DilF'rent deaths at once furround us.
Hark ! what means yon dreadful cry ?
The fore mart's gone, cries ev'ry tongue out-^
O'er the lee, twelve feet 'bove deck !
A leak beneath the cheftree's fprung out,
Call all hands to clear the wreck.
Q^Jiick, the lanyards cut to pieces^
Come^ my he:^rts^ be flout and bold. 5.