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 And hark! what miued murmurs swell the gale, Iu each he hems the welcome of a friend. Tis she, 't[s she herset . she waves her hand! Soon is the anchor east, the canvass furl'd; Soon through the whitentrig surge he springs to land, And clasps the'maid he singled from the world. THE SAILOR AND SOLDIER. Tx sailor he feas not the roar of the seas, But with courage all danger surmounts; O'er his biscuit and can he reposes-at ease, And with pleasure each action recounts. Contented, the soldier, in dreadful campaign, Feels bless'd, 'midst the thunder of war; Nor nvies the sailor, who ploughs the deep main, Any prize--but the gain of a scar. In Liberty's cause, tuffy the battles they've fought, With freedom and peace be repaid; In the terrors of war may the honors they've sought Gain them laurels that never may fade. JOE.THE .MARINE. 'Poor See the marine, was at Portsrnoutb well known, No lad in the corps dress'd so smart; The lasses ne'er !ook'd on the youth with a frown, His manliness won every heart. Sweet Polly, of Portsea, he took for his bride, And surely there never was seen A couple so gay march to church side by side, As Polly and Joe the marine. ''he bright torch of Hymen was scarcel in When thundering drums they heard .rattle,

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