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The youth with indignation barns; Into his hated hammock turns; Alas! not long to sleep: The quarter-master, with hoarse tongue, Awakes him; says, "The bell has rung:" He's rous'd, his watch to keep.

Shiv'ring he walks the quarter-deck. Dreading the stern lieutenant's check. Who struts the weather-side ; With glass and trumpet in his hand , He bellows forth his harsh command. With arrogance and pride.

After the first transports of our meeting had subsided, it was mutually agreed that I should reside altogether with Miss Ke, who, being ignorant of my real circumstances, imagined I was capable of maintaining her and myself, if not in the most splendid, at least in a comfortable manner. I should have stated, however, that the pleasure I felt at being once more free from control, and on my near approach to my favourite spot, London, added to the passion I had conceived for this young lady, had completely banished every idea of returning to my ship, long before I was set down at