We storm'd their fore-castles, their decks we did scale, And with their own canon we made 'em turn tale : Old England, etc.

Earl Danby commanded the headmost boat,
Which was in a moment from under him shot :
Old England, etc.

Then a musquet ball does graze on his shin,
But still he goes on, more honour to win:
Old England, etc.

Not a captain was here but toss'd up his brands ; The seamen were furies, with flames in their hands: Old England, etc.

What bonfires we made on our Norman coast!
Where William the Conqueror rules the roast:
Rules the roast, rules the roast;

Where William the Conquerules the roast.

But now in all pomps, where great men appear,
The post of honour is still in the reer:

Old England, etc.

Brave Russel can never enough be prais'd;
Such trophies are owing as never were rais'd:
Old England, etc.

To his courage and conduct great honours are due: To all of the flag; the Red, White, and Blew:

Old England, etc.

To Delaval, Almonde, Shovell, Ashby, Rook,
Whose names are all writ in Fame's lasting book:
Old England, etc.

To Carter, the bold! who never can die;
He only i'th' bed of honour does lie:

Old England, etc.

His story is great, for he comes not an ace
Behind Withrington in Old Chevy Chace.
Old England, etc.

Nay, he is before him, for he fought on his stumps,
With joy in his face and not doleful dumps :

Old England, etc.

Stout Hastings shall live; shall ever be famed,
With all our commanders, too long to be named:
Old England, etc.

What need we say more? there is no occasion;
This French does excell the Spanish invasion :
Old England, etc.

The downfall of Lewis le Grand is reckon'd
So far above that of Philip the Second:
Old England, etc.

'Twas in eight eight Queen Bess swept the main, In ninety-two Queen Mary the same:

Old England, etc.

Now all English lads not enter'd their teens
Shall chant forth the praise of those Protestant Queens,
Protestant Queens! Protestant Queens!

Shall chant out the praise of those Protestant Queens.

Our London merchants will now live at ease,
May trade without convoys all over the seas:
Old England, etc.

The New-Castle men may bring in their coals;
And never must Petres say Mass in Paul's,
Mass in Paul's! Mass in Paul's!
And never must Petres say Mass in Paul's.

THE VALIANT SEAMEN'S COURAGE :

Who by the order of the Right Honourable Admiral Russel did on the tenth of May perform a brave exploit on the French, burning thirty-eight sail of their merchantmen, and taking a man-of-war, to the great honour of the English nation.

To the Tune of Fond boy, etc.

Joyful tydings I bring; let us merrily sing

Till we make the whole nation with triumph to ring;
For an admiral, he, by his conduct at sea,

Now has made the poor French-men to come by the lee.
This is but the beginning of what we intend

For to shew them before the brave summer does end.

A detachment sent out bravely scour'd about
Till they put a whole fleet of French ships to the rout;
We were four or five sail, who to fight never fail,
And the one carry'd fiery flames in her tail.

This, etc.

To these merchants of France we did fairly advance;
So good was our fortunate, prosperous chance
That we put them in fear: to the shore they did steer,
While we follow'd with thundering shot in the reer.

This, etc.

Some was sailing for Brest and St. Malo's, we guest,
To fair Dunkirk with stores and provision the rest;
But their voyage we stay'd and fierce havock we made,
While our thundering cannons against them we play'd.
This, etc.

Quoth the frighted Mounsieur, 'To de shore let us steer,
Here is coming five sail of de proud Englateer;
Now, begar, let us run from de noise of deir gun,
Or dey'll serve us as dey did our dear Rising Sun.'
Yet this is but a taste, boys, of what we intend
For to give them before the brave summer does end.

As they fled in disgrace still we mended our pace,
And, like true sons of thunder, we follow'd the chase,
Where in harbour near shore thirty-eight sail or more
We did set all on fire; in flames they did roar.

This, etc.

When our project did take, such a flame it did make,
Just as if the seas had been a fiery lake;
All their charges and cost of their cargo were lost:
Now was ever poor French-men so plaguely crost?
This, etc.

It was on the tenth day of this sweet month of May
When the valiant bold Britains did shew them this play,
And we make no great doubt, e'er the summer is out,
For to give them a sharp and more vigorous rout.

This, etc.

Boys, the work we'll compleat with a most royal fleet,
For we valiant tarpollins do scorn to retreat;

Not a French-man we'll spare; let them come if they dare
On the ocean, brave Russel will fight with them fair.
This is but a beginning of what he intends

For to shew them before the brave summer it ends.

ENGLAND'S GLORY IN THE BEHAVIOUR OF BRAVE KILLE YGROVE.

All you that will be England's friends, be you rich or be you poor,

Give ear to me and I'll relate what happened in ninety-four. 'Twas in the month of December-mark well but what I sayThe Plymouth, with five frigates more, set sail out of Cales Bay.

Brave Killeygrove was commodore, bound up into the Streights, Where he lost his life with many more, and this was their hard fate.

When we came off the Cape Boner, two ships we did espy,

Which prov'd to be French men-of-war, and to us they drew

nigh.

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 fell.

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.