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FOR THE PORT FOLIO.-NAVAL SONGS.

SONS of the deep! ye spirits brave,

Whose victories saved a nation's fame;

From whom the rulers of the wave

First learn'd the pangs of fear and shame.
To you the goblet's flowing free,

To you we fill where'er you roam,
Whether you brave the stormy sea,

Or dare the thunderer in his home!

Skilful and bold, by labour nurst,
By honour taught, by hardship tried;
In danger and in glory first,

Your country's hope, her joy, her pride!

To your loved names, ye gallant few,

Our souls the song of triumph raise,
And future years shall swell for you ✔
The fondly lingering notes of praise.

Long may your flag its lustre shed
O'er the wild waters of the main;
Long may the laurel crown your head,
And never, never, wear a stain!

To you, with soul-enamouring beam,
Dear woman's magic eye shall turn;
Your deeds shall be the sage's theme,
And o'er the story youth shall burn.

FOR THE PORT FOLIO.

THIS life, boys, at best's but a rough sort of trip,
And we've nothing but honour to lose;
So, 'tis better, d'ye see, ere we give up the ship,
Like Lawrence to finish life's cruise.

For I fancy we'll all meet at Davy's again

As jovial as e'er we met here.

Then what do we value the scoff on the free,

That from France and from England's self starts?

They may count us their hulks till they're tir'd, d'ye see, And we'll count them as many true hearts,

That can stick to their moorings thro' life's foulest

squalls,

And still face the world as it goes.

So the ninnies we'll baulk who dare think we'll descend

Our rights on the seas to forego

We have biscuit and grog for a true-hearted friend,

And a merry three cheers for a foe:

For the world and its great ones may change as they

please,

But a sailor's a sailor, boys, still;

Then let the cold heart in its own baseness freeze,

That thinks we'll be shy on the waves

Shall we skulk, boys, and hunt out by-ways thro' the seas,
Like cowardly rovers or slaves?

Away with such gabble and nonsense, say I,

While we've Yankee colours to show:

We don't know the count of his ships who's our foe,
And, what is yet more, we don't care;

For ourselves, to the very heart's core, lads, we know;
And so, come foul weather or fair,

I'm for setting top-gallants and booming ahead,
And we'll turn by for none as we go:

Then, huzza! for free trade, and our rights as we be,
"Tis a whim that we like more and more;

And sailors must have out their whims, d'ye see,
Whether fighting or jigging on shore-

So, huzza! for free trade and for colours mast high,
No skulking or quibbling for me:

Whether Bainbridge, or Hull, or Decatur commands,
Rogers, Biddle, or Jones, 'tis all one-

Huzza! and huzza! and huzza! sing all hands,

And yard arm to yard arm's the fun!

Then lubbers stand clear! we have work to do, boys,
For 'tis England's old cross must come down;

And we'll rake, till sly death our hearts' cables shall slip,
The command that our Lawrence has giv❜n—

He was dying says he, "Boys don't give up the ship!"
And the words took his soul off to heav'n!

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Brave heart! he is gone to his rest-never mind!
We are here to fight under him still;

So, no more of vain talking, or whining or art—
We've to fight for the rights of the states;
And, with Honour our pilot, with Justice our chart,
Good Humour and Friendship our mates:

They'll find, if we've biscuit and grog for a friend,
We've a merry three cheers for a foe.

X. A.

Through error, the last volume of the Port Folio

was published without the title page. The publishers deliver it with the present number, that it may be taken out and bound with the last volume, to render it uniform.

We are desired to notice the following errata in the life of captain Allen: for "general Allen commanded the Rhode. island line at the battle of Saratoga,” read "commanded at that place at the close of the war:" for " he was appointed senior officer of the legionary corps raised in Rhodeisland," read "intended to be raised:" for "crew of the Hornet commanded by lieutenant Shubrick," read with lieutenant Shubrick. The state of Rhodeisland did not present him with a sword as is there stated.

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