And Death unfailing To joy a stranger, A way-worn ranger, In every danger My course I've run ; My griefs are over, My glass runs low; And for a season, Let us be merry Before we go XL THE ARETHUSA COME, all ye jolly sailors bold, Whose hearts are cast in honour's mould, While English glory I unfold, Huzza for the Arethusa ! She is a frigate tight and brave, To their fav'rite launch, And when the foe shall meet our fire, 'Twas with the spring fleet she went out The famed Belle Poule straight ahead did lie, Not a sheet, or a tack, Or a brace, did she slack; Though the Frenchman laughed and thought it stuff, But they knew not the handful of men, how tough, On board of the Arethusa. On deck five hundred men did dance, Our captain hailed the Frenchman, 'Ho! To our Admiral's lee !' 'No, no,' says the Frenchman, that can't be !' 'Then I must lug you along with me,' Says the saucy Arethusa. The fight was off the Frenchman's land, And now we've driven the foe ashore To his fav'rite lass; A health to our captain and officers true, Prince Hoare. XLI THE BEAUTY OF TERROR TIGER, tiger, burning bright In what distant deeps or skies And what shoulder, and what art, What the hammer? what the chain ? When the stars threw down their spears, Did He who made the lamb make thee? Tiger, tiger, burning bright Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? XLII Blake. DEFIANCE FAREWELL, ye dungeons dark and strong, The wretch's destinie: M'Pherson's time will not be long On yonder gallows tree. Sae rantingly, sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he; He played a spring and danced it round, Oh, what is death but parting breath ?— I've dared his face, and in this place Untie these bands from off my hands, I've lived a life of sturt and strife ; It burns my heart I must depart Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright, May coward shame distain his name, The wretch that dares not die ! Sae rantingly, sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he; He played a spring and danced it round, XLIII THE GOAL OF LIFE SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, |