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Enough with that benignant fmile'

Some kindred god infpir'd thee ; Who faw thy bofom void of guile,

Who wonder'd and adrnir'd thee. I go afiur'd, my life, adieu,

Though thund'ring cannons rattle, Though murd'ring carnage flalk'd in view,

When on the wings, of thy true love,

To heav'n above, &c.

��JACK THE GUINEA PIG.

'HEN the anchor's weigh'd and the ihip's un-

moor'd, And landmen lag behind, fir j The failor joyful fkips on board, And f wearing prays for a wind, fir. Towing here, Yehoing there, Steadily, Readily, Chearily, Merrily,

Still from care 'and thinking free,
 * Is a failor's life at fea.

When we fail with- a frefh'ning breeze,

And landmen ail grow fick, iir ; The failor I ,'ls with his mind at eafe, And the fong and the can go quick, fir. Laughing here, quaffing there, Steadily, &c.

When

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