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Churchwarden I've been-let me see
Cease your funning
Here's the bower she lov'd so much
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The winds whistle cold
The mountain maid from the bower has
Lo! when the showers descending
Tell me, my heart, why morning's prime
Our sheep shearing over, surround the gay
board
Our ship in port, and anchor cast
Fly swift, ye zephyrs
Then farewell, my trim built wherry
By that eye which eclipses the stars
My name's Justice Quorum
Behold the Britannia! how stately
First when Maggie was my care
Encompass'd in an angel's frame
Of all the girls that are so smart
Slow broke the light
While pensive I thought on my love
Strew, strew, with roses
The glasses sparkle on the board
Is there a heart that never loved
The summer gale that gently blows
Drink to me only with thine eyes
Saint Patrick was a gentleman
Loud roared the dreadful thunder
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Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling
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Away with melancholy
When Arthur first in court began
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Ye gentlemen of England
Deep in a vale a cottage stood
It blew great guns, when gallant Tom
My lodging is in Leather lane
With study to fill up our leisure
Adieu, adieu-my native shore
Be mine, dear maid! my faithful heart
The decks were cleared, the gallant band
Near where old Thames in ample tide
Still the lark finds repose
A boat danced on the Clyde's bonny
I leave my heart, with thee my love
Let ambition fire this mind
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O'er the lawns, up the thills
Though dimpled cheeks may give
A Jew, they call'd him Issac Mo
I'm Simon Bore, just come from college
Jack Stedfast and I were both messmates
The woodman's life, tho' doom'd to toil
Oh! 'tis love, 'tis love, 'tis love
Tom Tackle was noble, was true to his
word
By the side of a brig that stands over a
brook
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It was Dunois the young and brave
Ben Block was a man of ancient renown
When Vulcan forged the bolts for Jove
When the leaves had deserted the trees ..
Odd's blood, what a time for a seaman
I've kiss'd, and I've prattled to fifty fair
maids
The sapling oak lost in a dell
Down in yon village I live so snug
When the moon stands on tiptoe
Ye flowery banks o bonny Doon
When Bibo thought fit from the world
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A rose from her bosom
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An actor's a comical dog
Anna, thy charms my bosom fires
Last night the dogs did bark
A blessing unknown to ambition
'Twas one morn when the watch
The frozen street in moonshine
The parish clerk and sexton
Young Henry was as brave a youth
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Bound prentice to a waterman
Love's a plague by night and day
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When Steerwell heard me first impart
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Ah! little blind boy, much too often
In the smiling morn of spring
All in the Downs the fleet
Together let us range the field
Ah! where can fly my soul
In the down hill of life
Ah, teach my breast soft pity
As a beam on the face
One night came on a hurricane
The signal to engage shall be
Oh! Marian the merry
My temples with clusters
Jack came home his pocket lined
Young Donald is the blithest lad
Ah! Chloris could I now but sit
From thee Eliza, I must go
The smiling morn, the breathing spring
Farewell thou fair day
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Mr. Peter Snout was invited out
Adieu, adieu, my only life
Oh! twine a wreath of evergreen
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