War > Snug bit of land in the ocean

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The SNUG PIT of LAN^ in the GCP.AN
"l In rre rrldd of the fes, like a touch rasn of war,
- P«H away poll a wav, yo ho ! there, '
Stands aji iflsne, furpaffing sll others by far;
if'ou doubt it. you’ve only to go there;
Py Neptune twas huilr upon Freedom’s firm Safe,
Ariel for ever *t ill isfi, I’ve a notion ;
An me world I defy ter product uich a place,
Ptril *w;iy pul! awiy pul! way. pull, I fay, -
As the fnug bit of and in the ocean.
Trcm 'he oppofite fliore puff’d with arrogant ptkle,
^ eu! f.'v?v ! pul! a ; y l fr, (jfever}
They’ve oft fwore,as how they would come alongfide,
AnO defi,o the po r ifiand for tver ;
Put Br!tan*cia is made, of fuch durable ftuflj
■ jtd fi i'i htly lilt’s rjga’J, I’ve a notion,
Shed fann give the fauc, invaders enough,
Pull away, ttc.
If they touch'd at the land in the ocean.
There was Howe, ever bold in t e klorious cau/f,
Pu'l away, pull away, fo flour, boys.
V/ho pain’d on the firfVday < f June fetch applaufe,
And Monfieur he pur to the r ut boys
The next was St Vincent, who lock’d up a dull,
As the Spaniards can tel!, fve a notion
Tor they lyv re nor to firike; fays he, damme but
Pul! away, etc fypu murt,
To the lads of the land in the ocean.