Charles Dibdin

One night came on a hurricane,
The sea was mountains rolling,
When Barney Buntline turned his quid,
And said to Billy Bowling:
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The moon on the ocean
Was dimmed by a ripple
Affording a chequered delight;
The gay jolly tars
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The breeze was fresh, the ship was in stays,
Each breaker hush'd, the shore a haze,
When Jack, no more on duty call'd
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Ben Backstay lov'd the gentle Anna:
Constant as purity was she;
Her honey words, like succ'ring manna
Cheer'd him each voyage he made to sea.
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Monseiur, mon general, first Consul,
I vill not tell no lie;
I come de English Jonny Bull
And all his trick to spy.
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YE children of Pleasure, come hither and see
A sight that shall check your irreverent glee!
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Ye lads who wish well to the spot of your birth,
The most independent and happy on earth,
It rests with your selves that in future you be,
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A stands for Albion, the Queen of the Main;
B for the Britons she boasts in her train
C for the Consul invasion who drums;
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And did you not hear of a jolly young waterman,
Who at Blackfriar's Bridge used for to ply;
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Go, patter to lubbers and swabs, do ye see,
'Bout danger, and fear, and the like;
A water-tight boat and good sea-room for me,
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For England when with favoring gale
Our gallant ship up channel steered,
And, scudding under easy sail,
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Love's eye should but answer the beam that invites it,
The glance that tells secrets true heart never won,
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Then farewell, my tridonotuse-built wherry,
Oars and coat and badge, farewell!
Never more at Chelsea ferry
Shall your Thomas take a spell.
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Here a sheer hulk lies poor Tom Bowling,
The darling of our crew;
No more he'll hear the tempest howling,
For death has broach'd him to:
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My name, d'ye se's Tom Tough, I've see'd a little service,
Where mighty billows roll, and loud tempests blow:
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