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194 SONGS AND BALLADS |
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O John, my lovely sailor dear, My heart is sore opprest with fear; A letter, true love, send to me, From on board the Victory.
No cruel balls has hurt my dear, No fatal rocks you have come near, Nor taken by an enemy, You nor the gallant Victory.
Nine hundred men on board you have, A jolly crew both stout and brave As ever did go out to sea, God send safe home the Victory.
Dear Johnny, I at Portsmouth wait, And watch for you early and late, Wishing each moment for to see Come sailing in the Victory. |
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ENGLAND'S GLORY; OR THE FRENCH KING STRIPPED.
Being a new song compos'd by Capt. Roberts, in praise of those bold sailors belonging to the Prince Frederick, and Duke Privateers, who-took the two French ships with forty five waggon loads of money on board, which was brought through the City in triumph to the Tower.
Tune of Avast I Honest Mess-mate. |
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Come all you jolly seamen, that's willing to enter On board of the Duke, your lives for to venture, On board of the Duke, she's called by name, She cruizes the seas for old England's fame.
Fal, etc. |
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