Was the Meridian Conference. Weary
Of that at last, we piped and sung,
And chawed our quids in confab cheery;
But something weighed upon my mind,
The wildest dreams possessed my fancy,
And fate seemed whispering on the wind,
I ne’er again should meet my Nancy!
And now arrived the happy time
Which every true Tar’s spirit rouses,
When safe at home (Meridian Prime)