<oai_dc:dc xmlns:oai_dc="http://www.openarchives.org/OAI/2.0/oai_dc/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xsi:schemaLocation="http://www.openarchives.org/OAI/2.0/oai_dc/ http://www.openarchives.org/OAI/2.0/oai_dc.xsd"><dc:title>A garland of new songs. : the Battle of the Nile; Tom Starboard; The sailor's adieu; Tom Bowling; True courage; The sea boy</dc:title><dc:date>[between 1800 and 1831]</dc:date><dc:language>eng</dc:language><dc:description>Title from first page.</dc:description><dc:description>Undated. Date range from trading dates of J. Marshall, cf. The British book trade index WWW site.</dc:description><dc:description>Without music.</dc:description><dc:description>A chapbook.</dc:description><dc:description>Crude woodcut title vignette of a two ships engaged in battle at sea.</dc:description><dc:description>Laid paper. Horizontal chain lines.</dc:description><dc:description>First sentence of The battle of the Nile: "Arise, arise, Britannia's sons, arise!"</dc:description><dc:description>First sentence of Tom Starboard: "Tom Starboard was a lover true, As brave a tar as ever sail'd; The duties ablest seamen do Tom did, and never yet had fail'd."</dc:description><dc:description>First sentence of The sailor's adieu: "The topsails shiver in the wind, The ship she casts to sea; But yet my soul, my heart, my mind, Are, Mary, moor'd with thee: For though they sailor's bound afar, Still love shall be his leading star."</dc:description><dc:description>First sentence of Tom Bowling: "Here, a sheer hulk, lies poor Tom Bowling The darling of our crew; No more he'll hear the tempest howling, For death hath broach'd him too."</dc:description><dc:description>First sentence of True courage: "Why what's that to you if my eyes I'm wiping A tear is a pleasure, d'ye see, in its way, 'Tis nonsense for trifles, I own, to be piping, But they that ha'n't pity--why I pities they."</dc:description><dc:description>First sentence of The sea boy: "To England's towers of oak farewell, No more for me shall be unfurl'd The canvas in the gale to swell, The ocean is no more my world; Yet there life's earliest years I fearless pass'd A sea-boy on the high and giddy mast."</dc:description><dc:description>For further information, consult library staff.</dc:description></oai_dc:dc>