Johnny dropp'd his hand with fpced,
And he kifs'd me fweetly ; Yes, he truly did indeed,
Oh, he did it neatly : Still he cry'd, come let us woo
No, fays 1 I can't, fir, Then fays he, I'll gang with you
No, fays I you (han't, fir.
Come, my dear, be kind fays he Soothe a lovers forrow ;
And to the church repair with me,
Bonny lafs, to morrow :
Say you will, and cafe my woe- No, %s I I can't, fir.
Then, Cud he, to war 111 go No, fays I you flian't, fir.
��THE SEAMAN'S HOME.
YOU, whofe lives on land are pafs'd,
And keep from dangerous feas j Who carelefs u'ften to the biaft
Orber.tin^, rain upon thereof; You little heed how feamen fare Condemn'd the angry itorm to bear.
Sometimes, while breakers vex the tide,
Ht taV-s his ftarj^n on the d< And now lufh'do'er ;
H^- Yet, .n ioain,
The ocean ii his on! v home !
K 3 StiU
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