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They took us to be merchant-men, come down from the Levant, From Smyrna or from Scanderoon, from Venice or Mercant, Till bearing down before the wind, the truth of it to view, They took us to be men-of-war, and they found it to be true.
O, then they tack'd, and we stood after, as fast as we could hie, But before it was full three o'clock to them we did draw nigh. O, then bespoke brave Killeygrove, to his men both brisk and
free, ' I make no doubt but in little time our prizes they will be.'
The French were not unwilling to fight, but to fire they did
begin ; Then we gave them a whole broadside, which made their ears to
ring. We had not fir'd passing two broadsides, as I remember well, But there came an unlucky shot, by which brave Killeygrove
Then Raleigh was the second man that did take up the sword; And bravely he did manage it, as you may take my word. We had not been engaged there not past one glass or two, But that the Falmouth she came up, and she gave the last her due.
Next came the little Adventure up, and her guns she fir'd so true She put Jack Frenchman to the rout, he knew not what to do. We being quite disabled, the Carlisle she made way After the biggest of the two, and she carry'd her the next day.
But had our mast and tiller held, O! then they would have seen, Notwithstanding, for all the Carlisle, our prizes they should have
been. But, to conclude, they were taken both, for all they were so bold, And soon after they were carried into Marseilles Mold.