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This strange and sudden check, put Jack's headsails all a-back,
not knowing to what shore for to steer,
Resolving for revenge, and himself for to defend,
swore the deck fore and aft should be clear.
No quarter he did cry, candlesticks at him did fly
then Jack he began to engage,
The old Bawd in a fright, call d she watchmen of the night,
crying, bundle him away to the cage,
Then Jack understands, there's a ship wants to be mann'd,
and to the East-Indies she is bound,
With a sweet and pleasant gale, she spreads a swelling sail,
bids adieu unto England's fair ground,
So all you sailors bold, pray be careful of your gold,
you will find that to be your best friend:
Take some honest sober wife, then you ll ne'er be deceivd,
but on her you may always depend.
The Merry Fairs of Falkirk.
Where are the poets, are they all dead;
Or is the muſe from Falkirk fled,
That nothing of our country's ſaid
Tho' its ſo rich and braw,
Six fairs we have into the year,
When lads does at the laſſes ſpier;
