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The I0uOWlng Wnlmstcnl uIOu! Ol' OdIiy S/O1E walls Popular Song, is copied from "Frazers Mnga zine"

 APARODY.-THE SEA.

 The sea the sea Oh me oh me The pail-be quick 1 quail-Tm sick

 I'm sick as l can be

 1 cannot sit, cannot stand, prithee, steward, lend hand,

 To my cabin I'll go-to my birth will lhe, And like a cradled infant lie. I'm on the sea-Pm on the sea am where would never be; With the smoke above, and the steam below, And sickness wheresoe' 'er go: Ut storm should come, no matter, wot: To the bottom I'd go assoon as not.

 love, oh how love to ride

 In a neat post chase, with couple of bays, And pretty girl by my side: But, oh to swing amidst fire and foam, And be steamed like mealy potato at home And to feel that no soul cares more for your woe

 Than the paddles that clatter onward they go. The ocean s wave nee moved OCT, But loved my donkey more and more,

 And homeward flew to her bony back, Like truant boy, or a madman's s sack; And mother she was, and is to me; For was-an ass-to go to sea The fields were green, and blue the morn, And still as mouse the little house Where I-where was born; And my father whisled, my mother smiled, While my donkey bray'd in accents mild: Nor ever was heard such an outcry ofjoy, As welcomed to life the beautiful boy 1 have lived, since then, Tn calm and srlfe, With my peaceful donkey and termagant wltei With spur for the one, and whip tor the other, Yet ne'er have wish'd 10 change with another; And proverb of old will apply we'll to me "Whois born to be hang'd will not die on the sea "