CHORUS. Then fill up a bumper, dear woman's our toast, Our comfort in sorrows--in pleasure our boast. Drink, drink to dear woman, and gaze on her smile; Love hides in those dimples his innocent guile: 'Tis a signal for joy--'tis a balm for all w;-- Here's woman, dear woman, man's heaven below. CHORUS. Then fill up a bumper, dear woman's our toast, Our comfort in sorrow--in pleasure our boast. Drink, drink to dear woman, and look on her tear:-- Is it pain?--is it grief?--is it hope?--is it fear? Oh! kiss it away, and believe whilst you press, Here's woman, dear woman, man's friend in distress. CHORUS. Then fill up a bumper, dear woman's our toast, Our comfort in sorrow--in pleasure our boast. Drink, drink to dear woman, whose exquisite form Was never design'd to encounter the storm, Yet should sickness assail us, or trouble o'ercast, Here's woman, dear woman, man's friend to the last. CHORUS. Then fill up a bumper, dear woman's our toast, Our comfort in sorrow--in pleasure our boast." As in duty bound, this song elicited great applause, and Nugent declared he should most certainly avail himself of his lordship's proposal for inserting it in his book. "But you have done nothing, Mr. Nugent," said the captain. "You say you want incident and character. You have already taken the frigate for your text;--there's the master now, a perfect character." "For the love of good old port," exclaimed Parallel, as if alarmed, "let me beg of you not to gibbet me in your consarn. But I'm not afraid of it; book-making requires some head-piece; there's nothing to be done without a head, nor ever has been." "I must differ with you there, Mr. Parallel," said Seymour unobtrusively; "for I myself saw a very difficult thing done literally without a head. "Galvanised, I suppose," uttered the doctor in a tone of inquiry; "the power of the battery is wonderful." "There assuredly was a battery, doctor," responded the lieutenant, laughing; "and a very heavy one too. But the event I'm speaking of had no connexion with galvanism: it was sheer muscular motion." "Out with it, Seymour!"--"Let's have it by all means!"--"It will be an incident for Nugent!"--"Out with it!" burst forth simultaneously from all.