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Like a sailor from the wars, surrounded with scars,
When I choose in that character to beg;
With knuckles held so flat, and t'other arm the hat,
And this way I hold up my leg—
(Imitates).

(Speaking).
—Look down with an eye of pity on a poor unfortunate seaman—

“My starboard arm I lost in action soon,”
“And my larboard leg on the glorious first of June.”

“Here, my good man, here's money for you; you are an honor to your country.” An honor! to be sure I am; but then my honor, like many other honorable gentlemen's, consists in—

Toll de roll, &c.