Or, leastways, if they at my language still sneer,
And pass my petition unheeding,
I knows very well they won’t turn a deaf ear
To my wife and my little ones’ pleading!
Truth. March 27, 1884.
A Sailor’s Plea for the “Yo, Heave Ho!”
Yes, my name, d’ye know’s Tom Tough, and I’ve seed a sight o’ service,
Where the waves roll mountains high, and the stormy winds do blow;
But my heart’s as true as steel, and right taut my every nerve is,