THE SHUT-EYE SENTRY I've seen them 'ide their liquor In every kind o' way, But most depends on makin' friends With Privit Thomas A.! When it is "Rounds! What Rounds?" 'E's breathin' through 'is nose. 'E's reelin', rollin', roarin' tight, but, sentry, shut your eye. An' it is "Pass! All's well!" An' that's the way it goes: We'll 'elp 'im for 'is mother, an' 'e'll'elp us by-an'-by! "MARY, PITY WOMEN!" You call yourself a man, For all you used to swear, My certain shame to bear? Nice while it lasted, an' now it is over Tear out your 'eart an' good-bye to your lover! What's the use o' grievin', when the mother that bore you (Mary, pity women!) knew it all before you? 66 MARY, PITY WOMEN!" When a man is tired there is naught will bind 'im; What 'ope for me or-it? You coward through and through! . . Ah, Gawd, I love you so! All the more you give 'em the less are they for givin'- Down the road'e led you there is no returnin' You'd like to treat me fair? You can't, because we're pore? An' not to be an 'ore. Ah, Gawd, I love you so! What's the good o' pleadin', when the mother that bore you (Mary, pity women!) knew it all before you? Sleep on 'is promises an' wake to your sorrow (Mary, pity women!), for we sail to-morrow! FOR TO ADMIRE THE Injian Ocean sets an' smiles So sof', so bright, so bloomin' blue; There aren't a wave for miles an' miles Excep' the jiggle from the screw. The ship is swep', the day is done, The bugle's gone for smoke and play; An' black agin' the settin' sun The Lascar sings, "Hum deckty hai!"1 For to admire an' for to see, For to be'old this world so wide It never done no good to me, But I can't drop it if I tried! I see the sergeants pitchin' quoits, I I 'ear the women laugh an' talk, spy upon the quarter-deck The orficers an' lydies walk. I thinks about the things that was, 1 "I'm looking out." FOR TO ADMIRE The things that was which I 'ave seen, An' sometimes wonders if they're true; Oh, I 'ave come upon the books, Nor never grutched the price I paid, Be'old a crowd upon the beam, An' 'umped above the sea appears A time-expired soldier-man With six years' service to 'is name. My girl she said, "Oh, stay with me!" My mother 'eld me to 'er breast. They've never written none, an' so They must 'ave gone with all the rest |