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THE SEAMEN'S VICTORY
Our admiral bore up amain, Resolving that he would maintain A sharp and bloudy fight with those Who dare King William's crown oppose : Then broad-sides streight began to roar, Which laid the French in reeking gore.
Right valiant seamen, fierce and bold,
Couragious noble hearts of gold,
All with a resolution bent,
Whole showers of shot to them they sent,
By which the French in hundreds fell:
Our guns did ring their passing-bell.
We pour'd our shot on e'ery side, "Tis bravely done,' the captain cry'd. ' Though sharp and bloudy be the fray, The French are beat; we have the day. True English boys, 'twas bravely done; See how the Frenchmen run, they run.'
Now while we did maintain the fight
Two French ships there we sunk downright,
And likewise have we taken three.
This crown'd our work with victory;
The noble, valiant Killegrew
After the rest do's still pursue.
The French-men they did [soon] retreat; They were a shatter'd, torn fleet. But if he shall them overtake A prize of all the rest he'll make; Couragious boys are sail'd with him, Who freely ventures life and limb
Under the admiral's command, For to defend the native land. May Heaven prosper still and bless Our valiant soldiers' good success, That we hereafter may advance, To shake the very crown of France.