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204 SONGS AND BALLADS
But if he dare to show his face Before Prince George's royal grace, We'll make them glad to quit the place, Like Britons bold.
Come, my boy, and let us go To fight the proud, insulting foe; Come, let us finish what's begun, And see what is for to be done, We have oft-times beat them four to one, Like Britons bold.
May God protect us in the field, Against our enemies' sword and shield ; Then fear not Charley's Highland plods, Nor yet proud Lewis's wooden gods, But scourge them with good English rods, Like Britons bold.
God bless great George upon the throne, And may he now enjoy his own ; May God preserve him day and night, And let him long enjoy his right, He is all loyal souls' delight.
[Like Britons bold.]
THE TERRIBLE PRIVATEER.
You sailors all of courage bold, Now a true story I will unfold ; How we behaved you soon shall hear, On board the Terrible privateer.
We touch'd at Plymouth, it was for men, Unto the seas we went again, And being blest with a pleasant gale, Hop'd with our enemies to prevail.
We had not long been on the sea, Before a Frenchman we did see; He was well rigg'd, and come from France, Her name was call'd the bold Valance.