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SONG.
Tune>— Ccme roufe Brother Sportsmen* '
L»yOME roufe brother tars! hark the feamenall cry 3
We're order' d to fight, let us conquer or die :
!The trumpet's bold notes, and the cannon's loud roar&
Will chide dull landsmen, for ling'ring on Chore.
kvvenge has jufl fent us a profperous gale,
Directs all our thunders, and fills every fail
She ioon will afTure us we arm not in vain, ;
A'id make us all rich, with thefpoils of the main.
[Leave, leave, my brave mefimates, the fmiles of the
fair,
PTis George that demands all the heart you can fpare>
Then tell 'em that love muft to glory give place ;
Soon beauty (hall welcome the conq'ror's embrace.
*To fame, jovial hunters, your fports you muft yield %
tHere glory awaits you, on ocean's wide field ;
[We've excellent chace ; nobler game we've in view,
'Tis Frenchmen that fiy, while we Britons purfue.
Look yonder! look yonder ! Monfieur is in fight,
PLet's haftc to bear down, and prepare for the %ht 5
But coward-like Frenchmen ne'er wait for the blow $
They failing of fpeed, humbly Urike to their foe.
Like the fonsof old England, once more we refume
The humbling their flags to our high riding broom*
Thy fleets,haugrity Boneparre ! havegi'en Ua ourcuej
And pleasM; thus we make the rtpnfale, ■ . :

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