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A Seaman rough, to shipwreck bred, Stood out from all the rest, And gently laid the lonely head Upon his honest breast. And trav'ling o'er the Desert wide, It was a solemn joy, To see them, ever side by side, The sailor and the boy.
A Week's Tramp in Dickens-Land: Together with Personal Reminiscences of the 'Inimitable Boz' Therein Collected
A Seaman rough, to shipwreck bred, Stood out from all the rest, And gently laid the lonely head Upon his honest breast. And trav'ling o'er the Desert wide, It was a solemn joy, To see them, ever side by side, The sailor and the boy.