Creamware black transfer-printed jug. On one side a sailor's farewell scene. He is wearing wide petticoat breeches (slop hose) and brandishing a cudgel. His ship is in the background, a cherub on the maintop, his girl weeps into a handkerchief. Inscribed below 'POOR JACK/I said to our Poll, for you see she would cry,/When last we weigh'd Anchor for Sea/What argufies sniveling and piping your Eye/Why what a damn'd Fool you must be,/Cant you see the World's wide and there's room for us all/Both for seamen and Lubber's ashore./And if to old Davy I should go Friend Poll,/Why you never will hear of me more,/ What then all's a hazard, come, don't be so soft,/Perhaps I may laughing come back,/For d'ye See there's a Cherub sits smiling aloft/To keep watch for the life of poor Jack.'

This is the third verse of 'Poor Jack' 1788 by Charles Dibden (1745-1814). On the other side of the jug, a scene of five sailors carousing on shore, seated round a table drinking from a punch bowl.