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Here lies, Foundered in a fathom and half, The shell Of HAWSER TRUNNION, Esq. Formerly commander of a squadron In his Majesty's service, Who broached to, at five P.M. Oct. 10, In the year of his age threescore and nineteen. He kept his guns always loaded, And his tackle ready mann'd, And never showed his poop to the enemy, Except when he took her in tow; But, His shot being expended, His match burnt out, And his upper works decayed, He was sunk by Death's superior weight of metal. Nevertheless, He will be weighed again at the Great Day, His rigging refitted, And his timbers repaired; And, with one broadside, Make his adversary strike in his turn.

CHAPTER LXXX.

He returns to London, and meets with Cadwallader, who entertains him with many curious Particulars—Crabtree sounds the Duchess, and undeceives Pickle, who, by an extraordinary Accident, becomes acquainted with another Lady of Quality.

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