| First Line |
Page |
Verses |
| When our enemies rise and defiance proclaim |
5 |
2 |
| Waves were hush'd---the sky serene, The |
6 |
3 |
| Let the toast be love and beauty |
6-7 |
3 |
| Attention pray give while of hobbies I sing |
7-8 |
7 |
| My daddy was a tinker's son |
8-10 |
3 |
| 'Twas post meridian, half past four |
10-11 |
6 |
| Fly ye traitors from our land |
12-13 |
4 |
| Peaceful slumbering on the ocean |
13 |
2 |
| I'm hither sent 'mong mortals to declare |
14-15 |
3 |
| Poll dang it how d' ye do, Nan won't ye gi's a buss |
15 |
4 |
| Give me wine, rosy wine, that foe to despair |
16 |
3 |
| Jolly mortals, fill your glasses |
16-17 |
3 |
| Let men elate, of doctors prate |
17 |
5 |
| When on board the Hector I first went to sea |
18 |
2 |
| One moon-shiny night, about two in the morning |
18-20 |
7 |
| First of my pranks was at little Ratshane, The |
21-22 |
3 |
| Peaceful snoozing on the ocean |
22-23 |
4 |
| Sails unfurl'd, the ship unmoor'd, The |
23 |
4 |
| For England, when with fav'ring gale |
24 |
4 |
| When my money was gone that I gain'd in the wars |
25 |
6 |
| Man whose life is on the seas, The |
26 |
4 |
| I am a blade both free and easy |
26-27 |
5 |
| 'Twas at the break of day we spy'd |
27-28 |
8 |
| Hark! Echo! sweet Echo repeats the loud strain |
28-29 |
2 |
| Columbia's Bald Eagle displays in his claws |
29 |
3 |
| Spanking Jack was so comely, so pleasant, so jolly |
30-31 |
4 |
| Though the lawyer comes to woo |
31 |
2 |
| Scarcely had the blushing morning |
32 |
6 |
| Breeze was fresh, the ship is stay'd, The [sic] |
32-33 |
4 |
| What argufies pride and ambition? |
34 |
4 |
| Guardian of our nation, stand firm in your station |
34-35 |
6 |
| As passing by a shady grove |
35-36 |
5 |
| Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer |
36-38 |
8 |
| Cease a while ye winds to blow |
38-39 |
4 |
| To pleasure let's raise the heart-cheering song |
39-40 |
3 |
| Could you to the battle march away |
40-41 |
3 |
| Were I oblig'd to beg my bread |
41-42 |
3 |
| When Britain with despotic sway |
42-43 |
6 |
| Fair Kate of Portsmouth lov'd a tar |
43-44 |
5 |
| When the hollow drum has beat to bed |
44-45 |
3 |
| Distress me with those tears no more |
45-46 |
3 |
| Sailor's life's a life of woe, A |
46-48 |
3 |
| On board the good ship Molly |
48 |
3 |
| Bright God of Day, drew westward away, The |
49 |
5 |
| Whenever I ask a brisk girl for a kiss |
49 |
2 |
| I am a brisk and sprightly lad |
50 |
4 |
| If round the world poor sailors roam |
50-51 |
5 |
| Go, patter to lubbers and swabs, d' ye see |
51-53 |
4 |
| Come, sailors, be filling the can |
53 |
6 |
| When rural lads and lasses gay |
54 |
3 |
| Had Neptune, when first he took charge of the sea |
54-55 |
8 |
| I've kiss'd and I've prattled with fifty fair maids |
56 |
4 |
| 'Twas about ten o'clock when we first set out |
56-58 |
5 |
| Dear Judy my granny, was fond of the sweets |
58-59 |
3 |
| O love! what the duce do you want in my bosom |
59-60 |
3 |
| My temples with clusters of grapes I'll entwine |
60-61 |
5 |
| O say, simple maid, have you form'd any notion |
61-62 |
4 |
| Voyage over seas had not enter'd my head, A |
62 |
3 |
| When first I was kitten'd, it was in Kilkenny |
63 |
3 |
| As on a pleasant hill I stood |
63-64 |
7 |
| At the sound of the horn |
65 |
4 |
| Day is departed, and round from the cloud, The |
66 |
3 |
| Young Roger the ploughman, who wanted a mate |
66-67 |
3 |
| Kiss that he gave me, when he left me behind, The |
67-68 |
4 |
| When I was a younker, and liv'd with my dad |
68-69 |
3 |
| Echoing horn calls the sportsmen abroad, The |
69 |
2 |
| Sea was calm, the sky serene, The |
69-70 |
3 |
| Gentle maid of whom I sing, The |
70-71 |
4 |
| What virgin or shepherd, in valley or grove |
71-72 |
3 |