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THE ENGLISH SAILORS RESOLUTION TO FIGHT THE SPANIARDS.
Come all you jolly sailors bold,
Who always scorn to be controul'd ;
But freely us'd to range the seas,
And plow the ocean where they please ;
But now are oppos'd and plundered by those
Guarda Coastas belonging to Spain;
But this I can tell, would we thump them but well,
Our merchants might have their own again.
Our merchants have been long abus'd,
Our ships have been taken, our men misus'd;
And tho' we often did complain,
No restoration e'er could gain ;
But still are put by, with some fallacy,
Altho' we're masters of the main;
But this I can tell; wou'd we thump them but well,
Our merchants might have their own again.
'Cause Captain Jenkins did them oppose,
They cut off his ears and slit his nose,
And then his hands together bound,
And to the yard arm drew him up and down;
Then with a jear, they gave him his ear,
Saying ' Take it to your master' in disdain.
But our King I can tell, loves his subjects so well,
That he'll curb the haughty pride of Spain.
So insolent they did behave,
They of our sailors did make slaves,
And work'd all day hard as they cou'd.
With musty horse beans for their food,
Or else a little dish of stinking stock-fish ;
Not fitting unto the dogs to throw,
These men would delight to do themselves right,
If to war with the Spaniards we go.
Fifty-two sail of ships (they say)
In nine years time they've took away.
A very tragical account,
To what great sums must this amount; |
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