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After the cloth had been drawn , Mr Bang opened his fire . `` Tom , my boy , I respect your service , but I have no great ambition to belong to it . I am sure no bribe that I am aware of could ever tempt me to make ` my home upon the deep , ' and I really am not sure that it is a very gentlemanly calling after all . -- Nay , do n't look glum ; what I meant was , the egregious weariness of spirit you must all undergo from consorting with the same men day after day , hearing the same jokes repeated for the hundredth time , and , whichever way you turn , seeing the same faces morning , noon , and night , and listening to the same voices . Oh ! I should die in a year 's time were I to become a sailor . '' `` But , '' rejoined I , `` you have your land bores in the same way that we have our sea bores ; and we have this advantage over you , that if the devil should stand at the door , we can always escape from them sooner or later , and can buoy up our souls with the certainty that we can so escape from them at the end of the cruise at the farthest ; whereas if you happen to have taken root amidst a colony of bores on shore , why you never can escape , unless you sacrifice all your temporalities for that purpose ; ergo , my dear sir , our life has its advantages , and yours has it disadvantages . ''