For malice too busy, our death-knell had rung,
And Jack and I saw' them no more,
No more,
And Jack and I saw' them no more.
Two landsmen to win their affections. d'ye see,
Had tried every art, but in vain;
When falsehood gave out, we were both wreck'd at
And found a cold grave in the main.
Poll and Kate heard the tale, but a word never spoke,
Each fell like a lamb on the floor;
The functions of life from that moment were broke,
And Jack and I saw them no more,
No more,
And Jack end I saw them no more.
FAME AND GLORY.
When first he left his native shore,
To wander o'er the trackless main,
Tom sighed to think that he no more,
His native land might see again.
For, ah! the friends he left were dear,
The girl he loved was fair and kind,
And when he dropt a glist'ning tear,
'Twas shed for those he left behind,
To fight for far and glory.
But in the battle's rude alarms,
When ev'ry danger flits around?
The thought of them his bosom warms,
And foremost in the fight he's found,
No sighs, no tears can then molest,
For love with?Friendship thus combined
Still cheers a gallant seaman's breast,
Still animates a seaman's mind
To fight for fame and glory.
