When I was discharged I went home to my wife,

  There in comfort to spend all the rest of my life.

  My wife was industrious, we earn'd what we spent,

  And tho' little we had, were with little content;

  And whenever I listen'd and heard the wind roar,

  I bless'd God for my little snug cabin on shore.

  At midnight they seiz'd me, they dragg'd me away,

  They wounded me sore when I would not obey,

  And because for my country I'd ventur'd my life,

  I was dragg'd like a thief from my home and my wife.

  Then the fair wind of Fortune chopp'd round in my face

  And Want at length drove me to guilt and disgrace—

  But all's for the best;—on the world's wide sea cast,

  I am haven'd in peace in this corner at last.