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DON'T FORGET YOUR SHIPMATE 337
That mighty man, Prince Menschikoff, in harbour still does lie,
And at the Allied Fleets does scoff as they are sailing by.
' Don't think,' says he, ' that I'm a fool, a valiant, headstrong
lout; I'm safe and snug in Sebastopol, and be hanged if I'll come out.'
Oh ! would they but their anchors weigh and boldly put to sea, With joy to see a sight so gay how full each heart would be; But oh ! such wishes are in vain : they know there's little doubt, They never would get in again if once they venture out.
DON'T FORGET YOUR OLD SHIPMATE.
We're the boys that fear no noise
Whilst thundering cannons roar, And long we've toiled on the rolling wave, And now we're safe on shore.
Don't forget your old shipmate, Folde rol.
Since we sailed from Plymouth Sound, Four years gone, to-night, Jack,
Were there ever chummies known, Such as you and I, Jack ? Don't forget, etc.
We have served the self-same gun,
Quarter-deck division, Sponger I, and loader you,
Through the whole commission. Don't forget, etc.
Oftentimes have we laid out,
Toil nor danger fearing, Hauling out the flapping sail
To the weather ear-ring. Don't forget, etc.