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 "You'll marry her, you gentle tar—
 * Your union I myself will bless;

And when you matrimonied are,
 * I will appoint her stewardess."

But hitched himself and sighed, And cleared his throat, and thus replied:—



"Not so: unless you're fond of strife,
 * You'd better mind your own affairs;

I have an able-bodied wife
 * Awaiting me at Wapping Stairs;

If all this here to her I tell, She'll larrup me and you as well.