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The Sailor, then, steer'd up—smite my timbers, lass,
I've been fighting for you, girl, in every tack and pass;
Her hand she gave him, then, and thus she did declare,
I am your's for ever, Jack—the brave deserve the fair.

(Speaking)
And shew me a braver set of fellows than our English Seamen—only remember their conduct—how they've bang'd the Spaniards—belabor'd the Dutch—and made the French sing—

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