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By some help I got in, where I rock'd all the night ;
But when day broke, my rest broke, with terrible
fright.
" Up hammocks, down chests," was roar'd out from
each part,
» Here's a French ship in sight," up and down went
my heart.
To a gun I was staticn'd, they cried with an oath,
To pull off his breeches, unmuzzle his mouth ;
They took ofFthe apron that cover'd his tad,
And his leading-strings gave to poor Patrick O'Neal,
Then our thick window-shutiers we pull'd up with
speed,
And we run out our bull-dogs of true British breed:
The captain cry'd England and Ireland, my boys—
When he mention'd old Ireland, my heart made a
noise.
Then the nose of our gun did the Frenchman defy ;
They clapt fire on his back, and bid him let fly :
Such a crack ! — made me jump, though I held by
the tail j
But the creature leap'd back, knock'd down Pat-
rick O'Neal.
Then we rattled away, by my soul, hob or nob,
Till the Frenchman gave up, as he thought, a bad
job.
Then to tie him behind, a large cord did they bring,
And we led him along, like a pig in a string.
Then away to Old England we brought the French
boy —
Oh, the sight of the land made me sea-sick with
joy •
So they made a fresh peace, when the war grew too
stale,
And set all hands adrift, with poor Patrick O'Neal
By some help I got in, where I rock'd all the night ;
But when day broke, my rest broke, with terrible
fright.
" Up hammocks, down chests," was roar'd out from
each part,
» Here's a French ship in sight," up and down went
my heart.
To a gun I was staticn'd, they cried with an oath,
To pull off his breeches, unmuzzle his mouth ;
They took ofFthe apron that cover'd his tad,
And his leading-strings gave to poor Patrick O'Neal,
Then our thick window-shutiers we pull'd up with
speed,
And we run out our bull-dogs of true British breed:
The captain cry'd England and Ireland, my boys—
When he mention'd old Ireland, my heart made a
noise.
Then the nose of our gun did the Frenchman defy ;
They clapt fire on his back, and bid him let fly :
Such a crack ! — made me jump, though I held by
the tail j
But the creature leap'd back, knock'd down Pat-
rick O'Neal.
Then we rattled away, by my soul, hob or nob,
Till the Frenchman gave up, as he thought, a bad
job.
Then to tie him behind, a large cord did they bring,
And we led him along, like a pig in a string.
Then away to Old England we brought the French
boy —
Oh, the sight of the land made me sea-sick with
joy •
So they made a fresh peace, when the war grew too
stale,
And set all hands adrift, with poor Patrick O'Neal
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Description | Scottish songs and music of the 18th and early 19th centuries, including music for the Highland bagpipe. These are selected items from the collection of John Glen (1833 to 1904). Also includes a few manuscripts, some treatises, and other books on the subject. |
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Description | The Glen Collection and the Inglis Collection represent mainly 18th and 19th century Scottish music, including Scottish songs. The collections of Berlioz and Verdi collected by bibliographer Cecil Hopkinson contain contemporary and later editions of the works of the two composers Berlioz and Verdi. |
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