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Death of Lord Nelson

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                  DEATH OF


J. Catnach, Printer, 2, & 3, Monmouth-court.
                              7 Dials.

COME all you gallant seamen that unites a meething
Atttend to these lines I am going to relate.
And when you have heard them 'twill move you with
To hear how Lord Nelson he met with his fate ;
For he was a bold and unda ted commander,
as ever did sail on theo n so wide,
He made both the French and the Spanniards s der.
By always ponring into them a broadside.
Mourn, England, mourn, mourn and complain,
For the loss of Lord Nelson, that died on the main,

From aloft to aloft, where he was commanding,
All by a French gun he received a ball,
And by the contents he got mortally wounded.
And that was the canse of Lord Nelson's fall.
ike an undaunted hero exposed to the fight,
And he gave the command, on the quarter-dec
To hear of his actions you would much admire,
To see the decks covered all wiah human blood.

One hundred engagements he had been into,
And ne'er in his life was he known to be beat,
Tho' he'd lost an arm, likewise a right eye, sir,
No power upon earth ever could him defeat.
His age at his death it was forty and seven,
And as long as I breathe his great praises I'll sing
The whole navigation was given up to him,
Because he was loyal and true to his King.

Then up steps the Doctor in e very great hurry,
And unto Lord Nelson these words he did say—
Indeed then, my Lord, I am very sorry,
To see you here lying and bleeding this way,
No matter, no matter whatever about me,
My time t is some—I'm almost at the worst,
But there's my gallant seamen a fig, ting to boldly,
Discharge off your duty unto all them first.

Then with a loud voice he call'd out for his Captain,
'Pray let me, sir, know how the battle does go,
For think our great guns continue to rattle
Though Death is approaching I firmly do know.'
The antagonist's ship has gone down to the bottom,
Eighteen we have captive and brought them on board
For more we have blows quite out of the ocean,
And this is he news I have brought you, my Lord.

Come all you gallant seamen that unite a meeting,
Always lei Lord Nelson's memory go round ;
For it is your duty, when you unite a meeting,
Because he was loyal and true to the Crown
nd now to conclude and finish these vers a
My time ti is come—I am puite at the worst,
oueads go with you and ten thovLrsanblessin
Forgallant Nelson and brave

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         Or, the Banks of Sweet Dundee.

J. Catnach, Printer, 2, & 3, Monmouth-co
                              7 Dials.

IT of a farmer's daughter, so beautiful I'm told.
Her parents died and left her 500 pounds in gold,
She lived with her uncle the cause of all her woe,
And you soon shall hear this maiden fair did prove is

Her uncle had a plough-boy young Mary loved full well,
And in her uncle's garden their tales of love would tell,
But there was a wealthy squire who oft came her to see,
But still shd lov'd her plough-boy on the banks of swee,

It was one summer's morning her Uncle went straightway
He knocked at her bed-room door, & unto her did say-
Come rise up, pretty maiden, a lady you may be, (dee ;
The Sq ire s waiting for yon, on the banks of sweet Dun

A fig for all your squires, your lords, & dukes likewise,
My William's hand appears to me worth diamonds in m
Begone unruly female, you ne'er shall happy be (eyes
For I mean to banish William from the banks of swe

Her uncle and the squire rode out one summer's day,
Young William is in favour—her uncle he did say ;
Indeed 'tis my intention to tie him to a tree,           (dee
Or else to bribe the pressgang on the banks of sweet Dua

The pressgang came to William when he was all alone-
He boldly fought for liberty—but they were six to one
The blood did flow in torrents—pray kill me now said he
'd would rather die for Alary on the banks of swee

This maid one day was walking, lamenting for her love
She met the wealthy squire down in her uncle's grove.
He put his arms around her, stand off base man said sk
You sent the only lad I love from the banks of swee

He clasp'd his arms around her, and tried to throw her
down, (gown—
Two pistols and a sword she spied beneath his morni
Young Mary took the Wea ns. his sword he used so free
But she did fire & shot the squire on the banks of swer

Her u overhrard the noise, he hasten'd to the ground
Since yon have kill'd the squire, I'll give you yo
death wound,
Stand off ! then said young Mary—udaunted I will
She the trigger drew, and her uncle slew on the bank
sweet Dundee,

Thedoctor soon was sent fer—a man of noted skill,
Likewise came his lawyer for him to sign his will,
He         illed his gold to Mary who gh omanfulyd A
Andnow s e lives qui happy on the banks of sweet Duudee

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