The Roxburghe ballads . To the Tune of, Now the Tyranthas stolen my dearest away (a ballad reprinted in vol. vi. p. 67).The burden of Laurence Prices Seamans Compass was Theresnone but a Seaman shall marry with me. This agrees with the determination of another damosel, whoappears on our p. 510; but she can scarcely be considered a prize. The present ballad describes the habits formerly attributed to The Wanton Girls of Gravesend Town, with a frankness notaltogether complimentary, yet with some discretion. Consideringhow much he boasts himself to have known, it ought to comfortpeople who are ea
The Roxburghe ballads . To the Tune of, Now the Tyranthas stolen my dearest away (a ballad reprinted in vol. vi. p. 67).The burden of Laurence Prices Seamans Compass was Theresnone but a Seaman shall marry with me. This agrees with the determination of another damosel, whoappears on our p. 510; but she can scarcely be considered a prize. The present ballad describes the habits formerly attributed to The Wanton Girls of Gravesend Town, with a frankness notaltogether complimentary, yet with some discretion. Consideringhow much he boasts himself to have known, it ought to comfortpeople who are easily shocked, when they see how dexterously hetreats his subject, and skates over the thin ice, after erecting awarning-post marked Dangerous ! Wisely did the publisher,Jonah Beacon, illuminate the broadside with a woodcut of half-sunken rocks and foundering vessels. Let us hope that many aJack-Tar purchased the ballad, profited by the friendly caution,hitched his slacks, and sheered off quickly under spread of
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