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- ONE night came on a hurricane,
- The sea was mountains rolling,
- When Barney Buntline turned his quid,
- And said to Billy Bowling:
- "A strong nor-wester's blowing, Bill;
- Hark! don't ye hear it roar, now?
- Lord help 'em, how I pities them
- Unhappy folks on shore now!
- "Foolhardy chaps who live in towns,
- What danger they are all in,
- And now lie quaking in their beds,
- For fear the roof should fall in;
- Poor creatures! how they envies us,
- And wishes, I've a notion,
- For our good luck, in such a storm,
- To be upon the ocean!
- "And as for them who're out all day
- On business from their houses,
- And late at night are coming home,
- To cheer their babes and spouses,--
- While you and I, Bill, on the deck
- Are comfortably lying,
- My eyes! what tiles and chimney-pots
- About their heads are flying!
- "And very often have we heard
- How men are killed and undone
- By overturns of carriages,
- By thieves, and fires in London;
- We know what risks all landsmen run,
- From noblemen to tailors;
- Then, Bill, let us thank Providence
- That you and I are sailors."
- Charles Dibdin
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