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SONGS AND BALLADS
And as for Monsieur Thurot, as I've heard people say,
He was taken up by Elliot's men and buried in Ramsey Bay.
Now for to conclude, and put an end unto my song,
To drink a health to Elliot, I hope it is not wrong;
And may all French invaders be served the same way ;
Let the English beat the French by land, our Irish boys on sea.
A new song on the gallant behaviour of Captain ' O'Brian, commander of his Majesty's ship the Temple, and Captain Taylor, commander of the Griffin, in destroying three privateers and the fortifications on one of the French West India Islands.
Observe this true relation, and listen unto me; 'Tis of a bloody battle, lately fought upon the sea, By brave Captain O'Brian and his bold English tars, Commander of that gallant ship, the Temple man-of-war.
The pretty little Griffin did bear her company; And as they were a-sailing by chance they did espy, Nigh unto Martinico they did espy there fair, Three privateers belonging to the French, and after them did steer.
O'Brian said, ' My English lads, now is the only time To cool the lofty Frenchmen's pride as they sail in their prime'; They answered their captain, ' We will the Frenchmen scare, We'll venture life and limbs with you in the Temple man-of-war.'
The wind it proved fair, and we after them did steer,
And in a little time, brave boys, we did to them draw near;
A broadside then we gave them, which made the Frenchmen'
stare, They little dream'd so nigh they'd got the Temple man-of-war.