THE FIREMAN'S SONG.

H! is there not now any fireman's song,

I think it a pity they're neglected so long, For wherever, wherever, wherever they be, They're always true-hearted, merry and free. Ding, dong, bang away, Engines now, drag away,

Off with your hose, and play away.

When fire is called, and the bells loud ring,
Let every one to his engine spring,
Let it rain, hail, snow, or blow,

There's not one among us that will be slow.
Ding, dong, bang away, &c.

And now to a fire how nimbly we trip,
And then up a ladder how nimbly we skip,
While some at the arms are working away,
Which causes the water swiftly to play,
Ding, dong, bang away, &c.

To keep the cold out, and prevent its striking in,
Some will drink brandy and some will drink gin,
With a piece of bread and a slice of ham,
Cold water and coffee is our best dram.
Ding, dong, bang away, &c.

Now here is a health to firemen all,
May they always be ready t' attend their call,
And wherever, wherever, wherever they be,
At the last great alarm may they all ready be,
Ding, dong, bang away,

Engines now, drag away,

Off with your hose, and play away.

SAILOR'S

TEMPERANCE SONGS.

SONG.

THE TEMPERANCE SHIP.
PEED, speed the temperance ship!
Ye winds fill every sail,
Behold her on the deep,
Outriding every gale,

The tempest's fury she outbraves,
And hosts of deathless drunkards saves.

Speed, speed the Temperance Ship!
Who joins us in the cry?

Mothers and children cease to weep,
Our ship is passing by,

We wish to take you all on board-
A freight of mercy to the Lord.

Speed, speed the Temperance Ship!
For her we'll ever pray,

'Tis Israel's God alone can keep
In safety, night and day;
On him we'll evermore depend

Who is the contrite drunkard's friend.

Speed, speed the Temperance Ship!

Ye young and aged shout, Behold her sailing o'er the deep!

With all her streamers out,

Bound for the true te-total shore

Where streams of death are drank no more.

SONG.

THE SEAMAN'S LAY.

AIR.-Oh! no, we never mention her.

LIST, shipmates, to a seamen's lay
Jack Temperance and Jack Grog
Are gallant sailors in their way,
As ever hoye a log:

But Grog's a lad of fits and starts;
You'll find him sharp and slow;
Now hot, now cold: his spirits up,
He's all for dash and blow.

But if at times he's sharp and quick,
'Tis soon he'll flag and tires.
And then so hot, he'd ear Old Nick,
Or set the sea on fire!

And though you hear him brag full oft
He bangs the other hollow,

I never knew him go aloft,

When Temperance would not follow.

But when he's had the drop he likes-
He loves his glass we know-
The squall comes on, the boatswain pipes
All hands to reef and stow:

'Tis then aloft, and lying out,

To reef, or stow, or bend,

Jack Temperance has the ready hand
To stay his falling friend.

Oh! Temperance is a seaman bold
As ever trod the deck;

And oft, when seas like mountain's roll'd,
Has saved the ship from wreck :
And when there rolls that mountain-sea,
All threatening to o'erwhelm,

White breakers thundering on the lee,
Let Temperance take the helm.

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'Tis he can put the ship about—
"Ho! breakers! Helm's a-lee !"
And ever keeps the bright look-out,
To luff, or steer her free.

Blow high, blow low, on him depend;
Jack Temperance is the lad,

The kindest, truest, firmest friend
Poor sailor ever had.

T

SONG.

RULE, TEMPERANCE, RULE.

EMPERANCE, with pinions widely spread,
Flies through the world at heaven's command;

And blessings by ner-influence shed

Charter her rule in every land.

Rule, temperance, rule-true temperance, rule the age,
And stamp an era bright on history's page.

She strikes not with the faulchion's edge,
To free the vice-besotted slave;
She simply bears a twofold pledge,

With it to conquer and to save.

Rule, temperance, rule--true temperance, rule the age, And stamp an era bright on history's page.

And e'en upon the raging main,

When shattered barks are tempest-tost, That magic pledge shall hold its reign, And bind the seaman to his post.

Rule, temperance, rule-true temperance, rule the age, And stamp an era bright on history's page.

To rouse the mind to virtue's call

All reckless of the taunt of fools

Offending none, inviting all,

She comes, she conquers, and she rules.

Rule, temperance, rule-true, temperance, rule the age, And stamp an era bright on history's page.

OH WILD IS THE PATH.

H wild is the path of the son of the sea, Who launches his bark on the perilous tide; But wilder by far is the reef studded lee,

Where drunkards 'mid billows of drunkenness ride.

Oh fierce is the storm that the mariner braves,
'Mid thunders and lightnings afar on the foam;
But the storm of the land has more dangerous waves,
Where drunkards 'mid billows of drunkenness roam.

Oh hungry as death are the monsters that prey,
On the corpse of the sailor far down in the deep;
But hungrier still are the monsters who prey,

Where drunkards 'mid billows of drunkenness creep.

Oh God, save the sailor with heavenly force,
From drunkards and drunkenness keep him afar;
Oh steer him safe on in a heavenly course,

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By the mild cheering light of the temperance star.

L

SONG.

C. W. Denison:

THE TEMPERANCE CREW.

AIR." The Bold Buccaneer.

UFF up, boys! clew up, and furl every sail;
Clear the cables-let all fly, and clew;

Though rocks are a-lee, she will laugh at the gale,
For our ship has a Temperance crew!

CHORUS.

Tho' rocks are a-lee, she will laugh at the gale,
For our ship has a Temperance crew.