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MAR 2111i89
L161—O-1096THE
LIFE OF A SAILOR.
BY
A CAPTAIN IN THE NAVY.
billows foam-Far as the breeze can bear, the
our home !Survey our empire, and behold
Byron.
3LOOMSBURV ,J
IN THREE VOLUMES.
VOL. III.
LONDON:
STREETRICHARD BENTLEY, NEW BURLINGTON
(late COLBURN and BENTLEY.)
1832.rniNTED BY A. J. VALPY, RED LION COURT, FLtET STREET.—
3V.
THE
LIFE OF A SAILOR.
CHAPTER I.
Hark ! 'twas groan—and such as sickness sends,%
Borae on the blast of madness, and of fever.
Ah ! where are now the many once-styled friends'?
Are they at hand, some comfort to deliver ?
O'er the sick couch some sooty negress bends^
And she must close those eyes in death for ever
Those eyes a slave, a foreigner shall close,
iV.nd bear the body to its last repose.
Anonymous.
'^ Once more upon the waters yes, once more.";
The sloop was soon ready for sea ; the guns,
on board the watchstores, provisions, ; bill, quar-
thing butter bill, and every my tailor's bill
arranged; top-gallant yards across; the ship in
VOL. III. Aa
Z LIFE OF SAILOR.THE A
;the Sound, and expectation alive—but previous
to this consummation, so devoutly to be w^ished
by all first-lieutenants, 1 had obtained a few days'
and repaired to Brighton, at which placeleave,
parents were passing the winter. My leavemy
mention itand my visit were short, and I only
here because it was the last time I ever saw my
mother. There was a gloom of anticipation on
her mind, that we never should meet again—
visible melancholy, which never had occurred be-
indeed, often had wefore at our parting ; so
parted, and so often had we met again, that we
^*became accustomed to the good-bye,'* perfectly
it would, at another period, be repeatedcertain ;
time we both felt more than usually dis-but this
tressed. The West Indies is known not to be a
particularly healthy station; and those who are
the sixtieth year of life can seldom calcu-passed
outliving three years, which period Ilate upon
back withto be absent. I looked a melan-was
satisfaction at our parting ; warmly andcholy
byaffectionately was I embraced the best of pa-
the truest of friends. In manhood as Irents, and
the tear, which, burstingI could not refrainwas,