Middlesex Tom Tackle Halfpenny D&H1048

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Полпенни выпущен без указания даты, вероятнее всего в 1797 году. Гравером предположительно был Джеймс, изготавливающий токены для Спенса.

На аверсе изображена фигура матроса размахивающего саблей. Легенда гласит: Для короля и страны Том Тэкл богат.

На реверсе изображена фигура калеки идущего влево, который носит деревянный протез ниже левого колена, опирается на две палки, по одной в каждой руке и просит милостыню, держа свою шляпу в правой руке. Легенда гласит: Отслужил своей стране Том Тэкл беден.

Данный социально-политический токен отсылает нас к популярности моряка во время войны и наоборот, когда война закончилась никто не желает знать его, когда горечь выпавших испытаний и увечий заставляют попрошайничать.

Имя Том Тэкл в данном случае является нарицательным именем всех моряков, которым Чарльз Дибдин также посвятил одноименную балладу:


TOM TACKLE

A Ballad, by Dibdin


Tom Tackle was noble, was true to his word;

If merit brought titles, Tom might be my lord;

How gaily his bark through Life's ocean would sail!

Truth fumish'd the rigging, and Honour the gale.

Yet Tom had a failing, if ever man had.

That, good as he was, made him all that was bad;

He was paltry and pitiful, scurvy and mean.

And the sniv'lingest scoundrel tibat ever was seen;

For so said the girls, and the landlords long shore -

Would you know what his fault was? - Tom Tackle was poor ! 


Twas once on a time when we took a galloon,

And the crew touch'd the agent for cash to some tune,

Tom a trip took to jail, an old messmate to free.

And four thankful prattlers soon sat on his knee.

Then Tom was an angel, down right from heaven sent!

While they'd hands he his goodness should never repent:

Betam'd from next voyage, he bemoan'd his sad case,

To find his dear friend shut the door in his face!

Why d'ye wonder, cried one, you're served right, to be sure.

Once Tom Tackle was rich - now - Tom Tackle is poor!


I ben't, you see, versed in high maxims and sich;

But don't this same honour concern poor and rich?

If it don't come from good hearts, I can't see where from.

And, damme, if e'er tar had a good heart, 'twas Tom.

Yet, somehow or 'nother, Tom never did right;

None knew better the time when to spare or to fight;

He, by finding a leak, once preserv'd crew and ship,

Saved the Commodore's life - then he made such rare flip!

And yet for all this, no one Tom could endure;

I fancy as how 'twas - because he was poor.


At last an old shipmate, that Tom might hail land,

Who saw that his heart sail'd too fast for his hand,

In the riding of comfort a mooring to find,

Reef'd the sails of Tom's fortune, that shook in the wind:

He gave him enough through Life's ocean to steer,

Be the breeze what it might, steady, thus, or no near.

His pittance is daily, and yet Tom imparts

What he can to his friends - and may all honest hearts.

Like Tom Tackle, have what keeps the wolf from the door,

Just enough to be generous - too much to be poor.

Middlesex Tom Tackle Halfpenny D&H1048