“One half is here, the other half
Is near Columbia placed;
Oh! Sally, I have got the whole
Atlantic for my waist.
“But now, adieu—a long adieu!
I’ve solved death’s awful riddle,
And would say more, but I am doomed
To break off in the middle!”
I’M GOING TO BOMBAY.
“Nothing venture, nothing have.”—Old Proverb.
“Every Indiaman has at least two mates.”—Falconer’s
Marine Guide.
I.
Y hair is brown, my eyes are blue,
And reckon’d rather bright;
I’m shapely, if they tell me true,
And just the proper height;
My skin has been admired in verse,
And called as fair as day—
If I am fair, so much the worse,
I’m going to Bombay!