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"Yon screech owl," says the Sailor, turning Back to his former cause of mourning, "Yon owl!  pray God that all be well! 555 'Tis worse than any funeral bell; As sure as I've the gift of sight, We shall be meeting ghosts to night!" YON SCREECH OWL SAYS THE SAILOR TURNING BACK TO HIS FORMER CAUSE OF MOURNING YON OWL PRAY GOD THAT ALL BE WELL TIS WORSE THAN ANY FUNERAL BELL AS SURE AS I'VE THE GIFT OF SIGHT WE SHALL BE MEETING GHOSTS TO NIGHT
ate a boaster; but to thee Will say't, who know'st both land and sea, The unluckiest hulk that stems [49] the brine Is hardly worse beset than mine, When cross-winds on her quarter beat; 530 And, fairly lifted from my feet, I stagger onward--heaven knows how; But not so pleasantly as now: Poor pilot I, by snows confounded, And many a foundrous pit surrounded! 535 Yet here we are, by night and day Grinding through rough and smooth our way; Through foul and fair our task fulfilling; And long shall be so yet--God willing!" "Ay," said the Tar, "through fair and foul--540 But save us from yon screeching owl!" That instant was begun a fray Which called their thoughts another way: The mastiff, ill-conditioned carl! What must he do but growl and snarl, 545 Still more and more dissatisfied With the meek comrade at his side! Till, not incensed though put to proof, The Ass, uplifting a hind hoof, Salutes the Mastiff on the head; 550 And so were better manners bred, And all was calmed and quieted. SSAGE FORCING ON WITH HEAD AGAINST THE STORM AND CANVAS SPREAD I HATE A BOASTER BUT TO THEE WILL SAY IT WHO KNOWST BOTH LAND AND SEA THE UNLUCKIEST HULK THAT STEMS THE BRINE IS HARDLY WORSE BESET THAN MINE WHEN CROSS WINDS ON HER QUARTER BEAT AND FAIRLY LIFTED FROM MY FEET I STAGGER ONWARD HEAVEN KNOWS HOW BUT NOT SO PLEASANTLY AS NOW POOR PILOT I BY SNOWS CONFOUNDED AND MANY A FOUNDRESS PIT SURROUNDED YET HERE WE ARE BY NIGHT AND DAY GRINDING THROUGH ROUGH AND SMOOTH OUR WAY THROUGH FOUL AND FAIR OUR TASK FULFILLING AND LONG SHALL BE SO YET GOD WILLING AY SAID THE TAR THROUGH FAIR AND FOUL BUT SAVE US FROM YON SCREECHING OWL THAT INSTANT WAS BEGUN A FRAY WHICH CALLED THEIR THOUGHTS ANOTHER WAY THE MASTIFF ILL CONDITIONED CARL WHAT MUST HE DO BUT GROWL AND SNARL STILL MORE AND MORE DISSATISFIED WITH THE MEEK COMRADE AT HIS SIDE TILL NOT INCENSED THOUGH PUT TO PROOF THE ASS UPLIFTING A HIND HOOF SALUTES THE MASTIFF ON THE HEAD AND SO WERE BETTER MANNERS BRED AND ALL WAS CALM AND QUIETED
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