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Sunning ourselves in October on a day / Balmy as spring, though the year was in decay, / I lading my pipe, she stirring her tea, / My old woman she says to me, / "Feel ye, old man, how the season mellows? " / And why should I not, blessed heart alive, / Here mellowing myself, past sixty-five, / To think o' the May-time o' pennoned young fellows / This stripped old hulk here for years may survive.
Ere yet, long ago, we were spliced, Bonny Blue, / (Silvery it gleams down the moon-glade o' time, / Ah, sugar in the bowl and berries in the prime! ) / Coxswain I o' the Commodore's crew,- / Under me the fellows that manned his fine gig, / Spinning him ashore, a king in full fig.