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8 "For quarter, for quarter," these Frenchmen did cry. "There is no quarter," was this fair maid's reply, "The very best of quarter we can you afford
Is to sink, swim, or burn, boys, or jump overboard."
9 Now we've drowned those Frenchmen in the height of their
pride While their French ship mounted sixty bright guns on a side. And our old English ship carried but thirty and three, Yet so bravely we overcame our French enemy.
io It's now we'll return to old England with speed. Sweet William did not know his true lover indeed, Nor did she discover herself unto him Till she'd hauled up her ship and had paid off her men,
ii Pretty Polly's now married, she's married we hear. The Queen settled on her five hundred pounds a year. 'Tis all for to maintain her as we have been told; Besides she's maintained in bright raiments of gold.
12 Come all pretty fair maids, wherever you may be, If ever you should chance to sail on the sea,
Don't never lack for courage, be courageous and bold, 'Twill always maintain you in bright raiments of gold.
13 Come all ye departerss here's a glass of good wine,
I'll drink a health to your true love, pray drink one to mine.
Here's a health to that lady, that lady of fame,
That was captain of the ship called the Union by name. |
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