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    THE BATTLE

  OF WATERLOO

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    The Battle of Walerloo

LOUD roar’d the dreadful battle,
Near the woods of Charleroi
On the French Hussars my boys,
The dreadful scene to behold,
Gave horror to us tho’ bold,
As we lay, on that day,
Near the plains of waterloo,

Tie near advance of night,
Put an end to the contest,
It was dreary to our sight,
To behold the place of rest,
Down to sleep they fell,
Our dreams where victory all,
As we lien, on that night
Near the plains of Waterloo

At length the wish'd for day,
Unto us did appear,
When our General to us did say
Wellington the French will queer,
A false retre at we'll make.
And the road to Brussels take
Now we run, with our guns.
Unto the plains of Waterloo,

And now the day is come,
Which will he a lale of woe,
To the Frenchmen and the Don,
Who led them to their blow.
The dread all things to say.
That happened on that day.
Where we lied. Andour comrades died
Was on the plains of Waterloo;

Two hundred pieces of cannon,
Fell to the British lot,
Which is a grand victory,
It will never be forgol,
The Prussians had their share,
For Price Blucher he was there
Now we advance,
Taken the road to France,
Leaving the plains of Waterloo,
A. Duke of Wellington,
B. Duke of Brunswick killed,
C. Fa l of Uxbridge shot in the
Knee,
D. The brave and bayoneting the French Chrrasiers

This was the greatest Battle ever fought, and the total Defeat of Bonaparte, and the French army,
and the British and Prussians were Conquerors. it was fought June, 18th, 1815, it was the decis we Bat-
tle we took 200 cannon; Two Eagles, a great quantity of baggage, two Generals a van number of Prisoners,
The British had two Generals killed, Nine Generals wounded, besides great number
of other officers and about 12 or 13 Thousands Men,

E. Bonaparte flying with the
French Army
F. Blucher pursuing him with
the Cavalry,
G. Village of Waterloo

            The Battle of

          Waterloo

YOU sons of Britain list awhile,
to deeds of valiant ame,
Brave wellington has added one,
More laurel ſo his name.

              CHORUS.

His mighty arm with Blucher join'd
Has made proud Boney yield,
And after a long force aging fight
To fly the crimson field.
Brave wellington, &c,

At morn by Ten, the British force,
Began the dreadful fight;
By both till darksome night.
Brave Wellington. &c,

Three hundred captive cannon show,
Our Victory's complete.
While Boney Eagle crouching low,
Now kiss our Regent's feet.
Brave Wellington. &c,

For our brave men who notly died,
I.e. Pity's tear be shed,
Relieve their hapless widow's wants
And give their orphans broad,
Brave Wellington & c,

                  Buonaparte's Downfall.

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                  The Battle of Waterloo,

THE ancient men of glory, they are ail great men you say,
And we in future story shall shine great as they,
Our noble father's gallant some conquers every for,
And long snail fame their name proclaim that fought at Waterloo
At ten o’clock on Sunday, the bloody fray begun,
Which raged hot from that moment till the setting of the sun.
My pen I'm sure can't half relate the glories of that day,
We fought the French a Waterloo till they would no longer stay
Brave Wellington commanded us on this glorious day,
When many a gallant hero fell I'm sorry to say,
The small arms they did rattle and great guns they did roar,
And many a soldier bold they lay bleeding in their gore
The fatal plains of Brabur, s long shall recorded be.
Then Britons fought for honour great and Belgie liberty,
The great King of the Netherlands be very well does know
It was for honour and his country we fought at Waterloo,
On the eight eenth of June; eigheen hundred and fifteen,
Both horse and foot they did advance most glorious to be seen,
Both horse and foot they did advance when the bugle it did blow,
The sons of France we made to dance on the plans of waterloo.
Our cavalry advanced with true and noble hoarts,
Our intantry and artillery did nobly play their parts,
For Britons they resolved were never to quit the field,
Until the boasting proud Monsier they conquered and made yield
The French dogs made a bold attack in control mount st. Jahe
Two of the, best battalions thought the village to gain,
Our infantry did them charge and made them force about,
Thea sir William and his heavy brigade soon put them to the rout
As for Sir William Ponson by I am sorry for to say,
Leading the Ennis killing dragoons he me this fate that day.
In point of his brigade he fell which griever my heart full sore
I saw him lay a I dass'd by like Pompey in his gone,
The cuirassiers like cowards fought though they had their oasis of
sscel.
Being thus secure they did a vauce thinking to make us yield
But our dragoons with sword in hand out their amour thro'
And shew'd that day at Waterloo what Britous they could do,
Napoleon like hantum cock was monnted on a cur.
You might have thought he represented great Mars the God of
War.
On a platform that day he rode and loudly he did crow,
But he dropt his wing and turn'd his tail to us at Waterloo
The valiant Duke of Brunswick fell in the field that day,
And many more brave officers I'm sorry for to say,
And many a gallant soldier lay bleeding in their gore,
All on the plains of Waterloo where thundering cannons roar
There is noble general Paget Mainnis of Anglesey,
Upon that day he did common the British cavalry,
His valour most conspicuous shone wherever he did go,
He lost his limb charging them that day at Waterloo,
The gallant Prince of Orange huzzars and light wing did com-
And sure a prince more valiant ne’er took sword in hand (mand
His Highness wounded was that day charging the haughty foe.
And history will record his deeds that day at Waterloo,
Brave general Hill so much renown’d commanded our left
Wing,
And with our British hearts of gold destruction for to bring
As Hector like he did behave where thousands we laid low,
In verse sublime his deeds shall shine that day at Waterloo.
Many tends husbands has left their wives to mourn,
And children crying mammy when will our dad return,
Our country will dry up their tears we very well do know,
And they'll reward each soldier bold that fought at Waterloo,
Now to George our gracious Kind, my voice I mean to raise
And also the Price Regent I mean to sing his praise.
The Duke of York and family and Wellington also,
And the soldiers bold that bled that day on the plains of Water.
loo,
Se let us raise our voice and praise him that the victory gave
And may we still remember him long as we do live.
To God above our praise be given that, fought for us you know
And gave the Britoa victory at the claim of Waterloo,

                    WATERLOO.

ON the sixteenth day of June may boys in Flanders where
we lay,
Our bugle to alarm sounds before the break of day.
The British, Belgians, Brunswickers and Hanoverians too,
We left Brussels that morning for the plains of Waterloo,
By a forced match we did proceed till three in the afternoon
Each British heart with fury burn'd to pull the tyrant down,
Never Quartre Brass we met the French their shape to us seem
ed now,
For in steel armour they were clothed on the pains near
Waterloo.
Napoleon to his Soldiers said, before the fight began,
My heroes if this day we lose, our nation is undone,
The Prussians we have already beat so we will the English to
And display victorious eagles on the plains of Waterloo.
Cur immortal hero Wellington no speech to us did make
We were Peninsula heroes and bad often make them shake;
At Victoria, and Salamanca, Tolouse and Bayonne too,
They beheld their former conquerors near the plains of Water
Loo,
Then this bloody fight began and the cannons they did roar,
But being short of Cavalry they pressed on us full sore,
Three British cheers we gave to them and vollies not a few,
Which mafle them wish themselves in France and Nap in Elba
too,
For full five hours and longer we sustain'd this bloody tray,
And for a long and darksome night we on our arms did lay,
The order of our General next day we did pursue,
And retire in file for full six miles, to the plains of Waterloo,
The seventeenth both armies took their ground where scarce
a shot was fired,
The French did boast of victory because we had retired,
This noble act of Generalship them from their stronghold drew
And we got their by fighting fair, on the plains of Waterloo.
On the eighteenth in the morning both armies did advance.
On this side stood brave Albion's soas on that pride of
France.
The fate of Europe in their hand's each man his sabre drew,
And death or victory was the word on the plains of Waterloo,
In bright array Britaunia stood & viewed her sons that day
And too her much loved hero went and thus to him did say,
If you the wreath of laurel grasp from your usurper's blow,
Thro' ages you shall I be called the Prince of Waterloo.
Upon the night the fight began, Prince Jerome the van
With imperial Guards and cuirassiers thought nothing could
them stand,
But British steel soon made them yield, tho' our numbers
Were but few.
Some prisoners made, but more lay dead the rest like light;
ning flew.
Next on our left they bent their course in disappointed rage
The Belgic line fought for some time but could not stand
Their charge,
Then Caledonia took up her drum & loud her chanter blew.
Play'd Marshall Ney a new strathspey to the tune of Waterloo
Before the tune was half play'd o'er the French had dane'd
their fill.
Ten thousand of their warriors lay dead upon the field.
Ten thousand prisoners we took with imperial eagles too,
And British valour was displayed on the plains of Waterloo
This bloody fight rages on, till the setting of the sun,
The French in disorder fired and own'd the field we'd won,
But napoleon bold like cope of old, back to Paris flew,
There to relate his own defeat on the plains of Waterloo,
Here's a heath to the King long may be us govern,
Bike wise the Duke of Wellington that
Son of Brits,
Two years they've added to our time for pay and pension too
And now we are recorded as men of Waterloo.

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