The "Bab" Ballads CAPTAIN REECE OF F all the ships upon the blue, He was adored by all his men, If ever they were dull or sad, danced to them like Or told, to make the time pass by, Droll legends of his infancy. A feather bed had every man, Did they with thirst in summer burn? Then currant wine and ginger pops New volumes came across the sea Kind-hearted CAPTAIN REECE, R.N., One summer eve, at half-past ten, |