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We'll range and we'll rove like true British sailors;
We'll range and we'll rove all on the salt seas; Until we strike soundings in the channel of England;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.
We hove our ship to, with the wind at sou'west, boys, We hove our ship to, for to strike soundings clear,
Then fill'd the main topsail, and bore right away, boys, And straight up the Channel our course we did steer.
The first land we made, it is called the Deadman,
Next Ram Head, off Plymouth, Start, Portland, and Wight;
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairly, and Dungeness, And then bore away for the South Foreland Light.
Then the signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor,
All in the Downs that night for to sleep; Now stand by your stoppers, see clear your shank painters,
Hawl up your clew garnets, stick out tacks and sheets.
Now let ev'ry man toss off a full bumper,
Now let ev'ry man take off his full bowl, For we will be jolly, and drown melancholy,
With a health to each jovial and true-hearted soul.
This song affords a whimsical exhibition of the uncertainty of human resolution in point of matrimonial or domestic felicity:
" 0 dear twelve pence, I've got twelve pence, I love twelve pence as I love my life; I'll grind a penny on't, and I'll end another on't, And I'll carry tenpence home to my wife."

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