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towards the French coast -- a man
should know something of his own
country too, before he goes abroad --
and I never gave a peep into Rochester
church, or took notice of the dock of
Chatham, or visited St. Thomas at Can-
terbury, though they all three laid in
my way--
-- But mine, indeed, is a particular
case --
So without arguing the matter further
with Thomas o' Becket, or any one else --
I skip'd into the boat, and in five minutes
we got under sail and scudded away like
the wind.
B 4 Pray
Pray captain, quoth I, as I was going
down into the cabin, is a man never over-
taken by Death in this passage?
Why, there is not time for a man to be
sick in it, replied he -- What a cursed
liar! for I am sick as a horse, quoth I,
already -- what a brain! -- upside
down! -- heyday! the cells are broke
loose one into another, and the blood, and
the lymph, and the nervous juices, with
the fix'd and volatile salts, are all jumbled
into one mass -- good g -- ! every thing
turns round in it like a thousand whirl-
pools -- I'd give a shilling to know if
I shan't write the clearer for it --
Sick! sick! sick! sick! --
--When
-- When shall we get to land, captain
-- they have hearts like stones -- O I
am deadly sick! -- reach me that thing,
boy -- 'tis the most discomfiting sick-
ness -- I wish I was at the bottom --
Madam! how is it with you? Undone!
undone! un -- O! undone! sir --
What, the first time? -- No, 'tis the se-
cond, third, sixth, tenth time, sir, --
hey-day -- what a trampling overhead!
-- hollo! cabin boy! what's the matter --
The wind chopp'd about! s'Death! --
then I shall meet him full in the face.
What luck! -- 'tis chopp'd about again,
master -- O the devil chop it --
Captain, quoth she, for heaven's sake,
let us get ashore.
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