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He thinks not of his long, long strife;   The Sailor, Man by nature gay, 360 Hath no resolves to throw away; [41] And he hath now forgot his Wife, Hath quite forgotten her  or may be Thinks her the luckiest soul on earth, Within that warm and peaceful berth, [42] 365 Under cover, Terror over, Sleeping by her sleeping Baby. HE THINKS NOT OF HIS LONG LONG STRIFE THE SAILOR MAN BY NATURE GAY HATH NO RESOLVES TO THROW AWAY AND HE HATH NOW FORGOT HIS WIFE HATH QUITE FORGOTTEN HER OR MAYBE THINKS HER THE LUCKIEST SOUL ON EARTH WITHIN THAT WARM AND PEACEFUL BERTH UNDER COVER TERROR OVER SLEEPING BY HER SLEEPING BABY
the outside proclamation, This was the inside salutation; What bustling--jostling--high and low! A universal overflow! What tankards foaming from the tap! 335 What store of cakes in every lap! What thumping--stumping--overhead! The thunder had not been more busy: With such a stir you would have said, This little place may well be dizzy! 340 'Tis who can dance with greatest vigour-- 'Tis what can be most prompt and eager; As if it heard the fiddle's call, The pewter clatters on the wall; The very bacon shows its feeling, 345 Swinging from the smoky ceiling! A steaming bowl, a blazing fire, What greater good can heart desire? 'Twere worth a wise man's while to try The utmost anger of the sky: 350 To _seek_ for thoughts of a gloomy cast, If such the bright amends at last. [38] Now should you say [39] I judge amiss, The CHERRY TREE shows proof of this; For soon of all [40] the happy there, 355 Our Travellers are the happiest pair; All care with Benjamin is gone-- A CÃ¦sar past the Rubicon!  SOULS AND LIGHTSOME HEARTS HAVE WE FEASTING AT THE CHERRY TREE THIS WAS THE OUTSIDE PROCLAMATION THIS WAS THE INSIDE SALUTATION WHAT BUSTLING JOSTLING HIGH AND LOW A UNIVERSAL OVERFLOW WHAT TANKARDS FOAMING FROM THE TAP WHAT STORE OF CAKES IN EVERY LAP WHAT THUMPING STUMPING OVERHEAD THE THUNDER HAD NOT BEEN MORE BUSY WITH SUCH A STIR YOU WOULD HAVE SAID THIS LITTLE PLACE MAY WELL BE DIZZY TIS WHO CAN DANCE WITH GREATEST VIGOUR TIS WHAT CAN BE MOST PROMPT AND EAGER AS IF IT HEARD THE FIDDLE'S CALL THE PEWTER CLATTERS ON THE WALL THE VERY BACON SHOWS ITS FEELINGS SWINGING FROM THE SMOKY CEILING A STEAMING BOWL A BLAZING FIRE WHAT GREATER GOOD CAN HEART DESIRE TWERE WORTH A WISE MAN'S WHILE TO TRY THE UTMOST ANGER OF THE SKY TO SEEK FOR THOUGHTS OF A GLOOMY CAST IF SUCH THE BRIGHT AMENDS AT LAST NOW SHOULD YOU SAY I JUDGE AMISS THE CHERRY TREE SHOWS PROOF OF THIS FOR SOON OF ALL THE HAPPY THERE OUR TRAVELLERS ARE THE HAPPIEST PAIR ALL CARE WITH BENJAMIN IS GONE A CAESAR PAST THE RUBICON
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