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Old principles I did revoke,

Set conscience at a distance; Passive-obedience was a joke, A jest was non-resistance.

And this is law, &c.

When gracious Ann became our queen,

The church of Englands glory, Another face of things was seen,

And I became a tory :
Occasional conformists base,

I damn'd their moderation ;
And thought the church in danger was,
By such prevarication.

And this is law, &c.

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When George in pudding-time came o'er,

And moderate men look'd big, sir, I turn'd a cat-in-pan once more,

And so became a whig, sir, And thus preferment I procur'd

From our new faiths-defender; And almost ev'ry day abjur'd The Pope and the Pretender.

And this is law, &c.

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Th' illustrious house of Hanover,

And Protestant succession;
To these I do allegiance swear

While they can keep possession :

For

For in my faith and loyalty,

I never more will faulter,
And George my lawful king shall be-
Until the times do alter.
And this is law I will maintain,

Until my dying-day, fir,
That whatsoever king fhall reign,

I'll be the vicar of Bray, fir.

SONG XXXVI.

THE

S T O R M.

BY MR. GEORGE ALEXANDER STEVENS.

CEA

EASE, rude Boreas, bluft'ring railer!
Lift
ye

landsmen, all to me! Messmates, hear a brother sailor

Sing the dangers of the fea;
From bounding billows, first in motion,

When the distant whirlwinds rise,
To the tempeft-troubled ocean,

Where the seas contend with kies!

Hark! the boatswain hoarsely bawling,

By topsail-Meets, and haulyards stand; Down top-gallants quick be hawling,

Down your stay-fails, hand, boys, hand!
Now it freshens, set the braces,

The topfail-sheets now let go;
Luff, boys, luff! don't make wry faces,

Up your topfails nimbly clew.

Now

Now all you on down-beds sporting,

Fondly lock'd in Beautys arms; Fresh enjoyments wanton courting,

Safe from all but loves alarms; Round us roars the tempest louder ;

Think what fears our minds enthrall; Harder yet, it yet blows harder,

Now again the boatswain calls !

The top.sail yards point to the wind boys,

See all clear to reef each course;
Let the fore-fheet go, don't mind boys,

Though the weather should be worse.
Fore and aft the sprit-fail yard get,

Reef the mizen, sce all clear, Hands up, each preventure brace fet,

Man the fore yard, chear, lads, chcar!

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Now the dreadful thunder roaring,

Peal on peal contending clash,
On our heads fierce rain falls pouring,

In our cyes blue lightnings flash.
One wide water all around us,

All above us one black sky, Different deaths at once surround us,

Hark! what means that dreadful cry?

The foremast's gone, cries every tongue out,

O’er the lee, twelve feet 'bove deck;
A leak beneath the chest-tree's sprung out,

Call all hands to clear the wreck.

Quick the lanyards cut to pieces,

Come, my hearts, be ftout and bold; Plumb the well-the leak increases,

Four feet water in the hold.

While o'er the ship wild waves are beating,

We for wives or children mourn; Alas! from hence there's no retreating

Alas to them there's no return. Still the leak is gaining on us,

Both chain-pumps are choak'd below. Heav'n have mercy here upon us !

For only.that can save us now.

O'er the lee-beam is the land, boys,

Lei de guns c'erboard be thrown,
To the pump come ev'ry hand, boys,

See our mizen mast is gone.
The leak we've found it cannot pour fast,

We've lighten'd her a foot or, more,
Up, and rig a jury foremast,'

She rights, the rights, boys, we're off shore. ·

Now once more on joys we're thinking,

Since kind Heav'n has sav'd our lives; Come, the can, boys ! let's be drinking,

To our sweethearts, and our wives. Fill it up, about ship wheel it,

Close to our lips a brimmer join, Where's the tempeft now, who feels it?

None-the danger's drown'd in wine.

VOL. II.

K

SONG

SONG XXXVII.

NEPTUNES RAGING FURY:

OR, THE

GALLANT SE A MENS SUFFERING S. *

OU gentlemen of England

That live at home at ease,
Ah, little do you think upon

The dangers of the seas;
Give ear unto the mariners,

And they will alair;
(All the comin, tien

"ib. "...pis

Sou Chuo upon the seas,
jou must not think to start;
Nor once to be faint-hearted,

In hail, rain, [blow) or (now,
Nor to think for to shrink

When the stormy winds do blow.

*“ Being a relation of their perils and dangers, and of the extraordinary hazards they undergo in their noble adventures. Together with their undauoted valour, and rare constancy in all their extremities : and the manner of their rejoycing on shore, at their return home." Title.

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