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Sources attribute the music of this toast to Thomas Linley, but are divided on the source of the words. Some give authorship to Linley's wife, others to his son in law, Richard Brinsley Sheridan (Sheridan and Linley had a fruitful partnership writing in the toast genre; "here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen" being their most enduring creation). Written for a pantomime named Robinson Crusoe, or, Harlequun everywhere (1781), this item achieved an unlikely audience and is recorded as often encountered in the 1830s and '40s amongst American whalers off Valparaiso.
Lyrics: Anon
Come, come my jolly lads, the wind's abast,
Brisk gales our sails shall crowd;
Come bustle, bustle boys, haul the boat,
The boatswain pipes aloud.
The ship's unmoored, all hands aboard,
The rising gale fills every sail,
The ship's well manned and stored.
Then sling the flowing bowl;
Fond hopes arise
The girls we prize
Shall bless each jovial soul.
The can boys bring, we'll drink and sing,
While foaming billows roll.
Come, come my jolly lads, the wind's abast,
Brisk gales our sails shall crowd;
Come bustle, bustle boys, haul the boat,
The boatswain pipes aloud.
The ship's unmoored, all hands aboard,
The rising gale fills every sail,
The ship's well manned and stored.
Then sling the flowing bowl;
Fond hopes arise
The girls we prize
Shall bless each jovial soul.
The can boys bring, we'll drink and sing,
While foaming billows roll.