Cricket Songs and other trifling verses penned by one of the Authors of "Thistledown." [i.e. by N. R. Gale] |
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A SAILOR'S SONG. |
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A SAILOR'S SONG.
Who's for a home and a bonny wife's face in it—
Who's for a kiss from a madcap wild?
Who's for a heart with a wonderful place in it,
Shrine of true love for a husband and child?
Cheeks are a-flush
With a woman-like blush
At the thought of the aproned and honest old lass,
With skirts to the leeward, who gazes out seaward
And waves her fond hand to the ships as they pass!
Who's for a kiss from a madcap wild?
Who's for a heart with a wonderful place in it,
Shrine of true love for a husband and child?
Cheeks are a-flush
With a woman-like blush
At the thought of the aproned and honest old lass,
With skirts to the leeward, who gazes out seaward
And waves her fond hand to the ships as they pass!
Who's for the timber that has a green leaf on it—
Freshwater fishes that lurk in sedge?
Who's for a table with English Roast Beef on it—
Who's for the tankard with froth at its edge?
After sea-salt
'Tis a pull at the malt
That brightens our beards in the firelight of home!
So tug at each oar, lads, and make for the shore, lads,
Where Poll, Sue and Mary are signalling—come!
Freshwater fishes that lurk in sedge?
Who's for a table with English Roast Beef on it—
Who's for the tankard with froth at its edge?
After sea-salt
'Tis a pull at the malt
That brightens our beards in the firelight of home!
So tug at each oar, lads, and make for the shore, lads,
Where Poll, Sue and Mary are signalling—come!
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Who's for a heart and the magical dance of it,
Who's for a kiss like a pistol-crack?
Oh, for the rough and the ready romance of it!
Oh, the love-cruising of briny-beard Jack!
Soon shall we peep
At our babies asleep
While the wife quotes a list of the words they can say!
So pull to the arms, lads, the voices and charms, lads,
You sang of and dreamed of for many a day!
Who's for a kiss like a pistol-crack?
Oh, for the rough and the ready romance of it!
Oh, the love-cruising of briny-beard Jack!
Soon shall we peep
At our babies asleep
While the wife quotes a list of the words they can say!
So pull to the arms, lads, the voices and charms, lads,
You sang of and dreamed of for many a day!
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