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AIR-" Il y avait un petit navire."
There were three sailors of Bristol city
There was gorging Jack and guzzling Jimmy,
Says gorging Jack to guzzling Jimmy, "I am extremely hungaree."
To gorging Jack says guzzling Jimmy, "We 've nothing left, us must eat we."
Says gorging Jack to guzzling Jimmy,
"Oh! Billy, we're going to kill and eat you,
He used his pocket handkerchie.
* As different versions of this popular song have been set to music and sung, no apology is needed for the insertion in these pages of what is considered to be the correct version.
"First let me say my catechism,
Which my poor mamy taught to me."
"Make haste, make haste," says guzzling Jimmy, While Jack pulled out his snickersnee.
So Billy went up to the main-top gallant mast,
He scarce had come to the twelfth commandment
"Jerusalem and Madagascar,
And North and South Amerikee :
So when they got aboard of the Admiral's
THE END OF THE PLAY.
THE play is done; the curtain drops,
And looks around, to say farewell.
And, when he's laughed and said his say,
One word, ere yet the evening ends,
Good night I'd say, the griefs, the joys,
Are but repeated in our age.
I'd say, your woes were not less keen,
Your hopes more vain than those of men ;
Your pangs or pleasures of fifteen
At forty-five played o'er again.
* These verses were printed at the end of a Christmas Book (1848-9),
"Dr. Birch and his Young Friends."
I'd say, we suffer and we strive,
Not less nor more as men than boys; With grizzled beards at forty-five,
As erst at twelve in corduroys. And if, in time of sacred youth,
We learned at home to love and pray, Pray Heaven that early Love and Truth May never wholly pass away.
And in the world, as in the school,
I'd say, how fate may change and shift;
The knave be lifted over all,
The kind cast pitilessly down.
Who knows the inscrutable design?
This crowns his feast with wine and wit: Who brought him to that mirth and state? His betters, see, below him sit,
Or hunger hopeless at the gate.
Who bade the mud from Dives' wheel
So each shall mourn, in life's advance,
Dear hopes, dear friends, untimely killed; Shall grieve for many a forfeit chance,
And longing passion unfulfilled.
Amen! whatever fate be sent,
Pray God the heart may kindly glow, Although the head with cares be bent, And whitened with the winter snow.
Come wealth or want, come good or ill,
And bear it with an honest heart,
Go, lose or conquer as you can ; But if you fail, or if you rise,
Be each, pray God, a gentleman.
A gentleman, or old or young!
(Bear kindly with my humble lays); The sacred chorus first was sung Upon the first of Christmas days: The shepherds heard it overheadThe joyful angels raised it then : Glory to Heaven on high, it said,
And peace on earth to gentle men.
My song, save this, is little worth;
I lay the weary pen aside,
And wish you health, and love, and mirth, As fits the solemn Christmas-tide.
As fits the holy Christmas birth,
Be this, good friends, our carol stillBe peace on earth, be peace on earth, To men of gentle will.