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SONGS AND BALLADS
Our victory hath but one flaw, The unhappy loss of the Breda,
Without any thump, etc. On the Dutch coast she ran aground, And without men was strangely found : They merit hanging if not drown'd,
With a thump, etc.
This vessel's luck was never good ; In her five captains lost their blood,
With a thump, etc. At her mishap we must not grutch ; 'Twas Heaven's will it should be such, Because that the ship's name was Dutch.
With a thump, etc.
Alas ! alas ! poor baffl'd Hans,
The Dane can't ayd thee, nor dares France.
Thou, thou hast had thump upon thump,
Thump, thump upon thump. The Monsieur's fleet a mangy crew is. Monk's brave boys eat beef and brewis, Cry, ' A f------for Denmark and King Lewis ! '
With a thump, etc.
Bow then to Charles, distressed States, After so many broken pates,
With a thump, thump still upon thump, etc. Beg peace, or next your banks shall rue, And we will give the Divel his due ; He shall take Monsieur, the sea drown you ;
Then are ye both tkicmpt, and mumpt, and mumpt,
Now, to conclude, I will take care, As ballads use to end with prayer, -
With a thump, etc.; For ballads made of the old fashion Should still conclude with supplication For King and Queen, and the whole nation,
With a thump, etc.
God bless the Swede, he's not our foe,
And Spain's King too, though France say no ;
They both wish the Dutch well thumpt, thumpt, etc. |
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