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July the 30th These 24 hours commences with fine clear weath the wind is from north east a fine fresh gale all posible sail sat to advantage Barometer 30 2/10 thermometer 80 5/10 in the Shade at 8 PM the wind cants more aft Sat fore topmast studing sail and main top galin studing sail crew imployed in cleaning ship and other various jobs about decks wee are now closeing upon the Nothern tropicks How beatuiful are the Brezes floating by while our Swift Bark glides along & plays with and plays as it were with the waves that meet us from all Quarters. the swifter She goes the meryrer are those who long there homes to see. but with me my my home is on the sea a ever was since infantcy In poetry and prose I am [illegible] Thearfore I think [illegible] wroth sufisent
At twilight's pensive lonely hour That Sacred hour So dear to me In Some Swet grot or wood land bowr Ill think of thee
Say if no more in converse sweet The blissful hour shall flee Say iff no more that we may meet with thou rember me
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