Charles Dibdin

“Spanking Jack was so comely, so pleasant, so jolly, Though winds blew great guns, still he'd whistle and sing.”

“Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling, The darling of our crew; No more he'll hear the tempest howling, For death has broach'd him to.”

“Did you ever hear of Captain Wattle? He was all for love, and a little for the bottle.”

“The heart of a tar is of stuff stout and tough.”

“If I have a monument in this world, it is in my songs.”

“There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft, To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.”

“For the tide of pleasure, like the tide of the sea, has its ebb and flow.”

“Let us sing, 'Long live the King,' And drink his health and glory.”

“What should we do but sing his praise, That led us through the watery maze.”