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l6 SEA SONGS.
The Dons' pride needed taming;
Our ships and men they'd seized ; Our rulers, England shaming,
Let Spain do as she pleased ; They'd got no taste for powder,
All for peace-mongering then, So out spoke John Bull louder
Than suited such half men; To go at Porto Bello
All England was agog; And Vernon was the fellow;
" I'll take it,"' said Old Grog.
Out, in the House, he thundered,
" But give to me six sail, I'll take it;" that he'd blundered
They thought; he sure must fail; Just all he asked, they gave him,
Six sail, the Dons to flog; They thought no pluck could save him ;
They didn't know Old Grog; He care for odds ! old fellow,
He went, all odds, to flog; Their vaunted Porto Bello
Just suited brave Old Grog.