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 And find such beaming eyes awak

As those which sparkle here.

Cease rude Boreas, blust‘ring railer,

List, ye landsmen, all to me,

Messmates hear a brother sailor,

Sing the dangers of the sea,

From bounding billows first in motion,

When the distant whirlwinds rise,

To the tempest troubled ocean,

Where the seas contend with skies.

Hark the boatswain hoarsely bawling,

By topside sheets and haulyards stand!

Down top-gallants, quick be hauling!

Down your stay sails handboys hand!

Now it freshens, set the braces,

Quick the topsail sheets let go;

Luff, boyd, luff, don’t make wry faces;

Up your topsails nimbly clew!

Now all you on down beds sporting,

Fondly lock’d twixt beauty’s arms,

Fresh enjoyments, wanton courting,

Free from all but love’s alarms,—