All of his Brother that the foe might leave;
To whom the Seaman his design had sent,
Ere from the port the wounded hero went:
His wealth and expectations told, he “knew
Wherein they fail’d, what Isaac’s love would do;
That he the grog and cabin would supply,
Where George at anchor during life would lie.”
The Landman read - and, reading, grew distress’d: -
“Could he resolve t’admit so poor a guest?
Better at Greenwich might the Sailor stay,