This page has been validated.
37
Tho’ careless & headlong, if danger should press,
And rank’d ’mongst the free list of rovers,
Yet he'll melt into tears at a tale of distress,
And prove the most constant of lovers.
And rank’d ’mongst the free list of rovers,
Yet he'll melt into tears at a tale of distress,
And prove the most constant of lovers.
To rancour unknown, to passion no slave,
Nor unmanly, nor mean, nor a railer;
He’s gentle as mercy, as fortitude brave;
And this is a true British Sailor.
Nor unmanly, nor mean, nor a railer;
He’s gentle as mercy, as fortitude brave;
And this is a true British Sailor.
The Soldier’s Dream.
Our bugles sung truce, for the night cloud had lower’d,
And the centinel stars set the watch in the sky,
And thousands had sunk to the ground overpower’d,
The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die.
And the centinel stars set the watch in the sky,
And thousands had sunk to the ground overpower’d,
The weary to sleep, and the wounded to die.
When reposing that night on my pallet of straw,
By the wolf-scaring faggot, that guarded the slain,
⟨In⟩ the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw,
And twice ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again:
By the wolf-scaring faggot, that guarded the slain,
⟨In⟩ the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw,
And twice ere the cock crew, I dreamt it again:
⟨Methought⟩ from the battle-field’s dreadful array
Far, far I had roam’d on a desolate track,
⟨Till⟩ nature and sunshine disclos’d the sweet way
To the house of my father, that welcom’d me baek
Far, far I had roam’d on a desolate track,
⟨Till⟩ nature and sunshine disclos’d the sweet way
To the house of my father, that welcom’d me baek
D
