More quotes by Charles Dibdin
There ’s a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft,
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.
For a soldier I listed, to grow great in fame.
And be shot at for sixpence a day.
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where pity dwells, the peace of God is there.
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