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 call all hands to clear the wreck.Quick the laniards cut to pieces, come, my hearts, be ſtout and boldPlumb the well, the leak increaſes, four feet water's in the hold!While o'er the ſhip the wild waves beating we for wives and children mourn:Alas! from hence there's no retreating, alas! to them there is no return!Still the leak is gaining on us, both chain pumps are choak'd belowHeav'n have mercy here upon us! Only he can ſave us now.The lee beam is the land, boys, let the guns o'er board be thrown:To the pump come every hand, boys, (illegible text)! her mizzen maſt is gone.The leak we've found it cannot pour faſt we've lighten'd her a foot or more;(illegible text)up and rig a jury fore-maſt, (illegible text)'s tight, ſhe's tight boys wear off ſhore.(illegible text)once more on joys be thinking, ſince kind Fortune ſav'd our lives;Come, the can, boys, let's be drinking to our ſweet hearts and our wives.Fill it up, about ſhip drive it: cloſe to lips the brimmer join,Where's the tempeſt now? who feels it? none;—our danger's drown'd in wine.
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