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 �NAVAL My eyes! hat tits and elmney tops, About their their hernia are $ Bill, you and I, have often hearit , How folks are ruined and undone, By overturns in carriages, By thieves nd fires in London-- We've heard what  all !andsmn From noblemen to tailors, Then Billy let's bla. Provinence That you and Ism sailors." THE MAR[NF'S GRAVE. I REWrF.,WrB'a the night was stormy and wet, And dismally dash'd the dark wave, While the rain and the sleet Cold amt heavily beat On the mariner's new-dug grave. I remember 'twas down in a dark,sine'dale, And near to a dreary cave, Where the wildwinds wail Round the wanderer pale, That ! saw the Mariner's grave. I remember how slowly the bearers trod, And how sad was the look they gave, As they rested their lead, �Near its last abode, And gazed on tho' Mariner's grave. ! remember no sound did the silence brek s As th corpse to the earth they gave, Save' the rtight-bird's shrieks ! remember a tear that slowly slid I)own the cheek of a mommato h