Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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LIEUT. YEO.
Off Cape Finisterre lay the king's ship La Loire,
When a privateer foe Capt. Maitland he saw;
So a boat's crew he sent with the Spaniards to cope,
Who was call'd L'Esperance—in plain English, The Hope;
Tho' but a forlorn Hope she prov'd to the foe,
Made a prize by the boat's crew and Lieut. Yeo!
Yeo! Yeo! for ever.
When a privateer foe Capt. Maitland he saw;
So a boat's crew he sent with the Spaniards to cope,
Who was call'd L'Esperance—in plain English, The Hope;
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Made a prize by the boat's crew and Lieut. Yeo!
Yeo! Yeo! for ever.
“'Tis the birth of our King, boys,” the captain he cried,
“To crown it with victory then be your pride;
Yes, the birth of your Sov'reign distinguish, in short,
By planting his flag on that proud Spanish fort;”
So the gallant boat's crew volunteer'd all to go
To conquer or die with brave Lieutenant Yeo!
Yeo, &c.
“To crown it with victory then be your pride;
Yes, the birth of your Sov'reign distinguish, in short,
By planting his flag on that proud Spanish fort;”
So the gallant boat's crew volunteer'd all to go
To conquer or die with brave Lieutenant Yeo!
Yeo, &c.
Then Lieutenant Yeo, to his lasting renown,
The fort he knock'd up, and the governor down;
The Dons' captur'd ensign wav'd over his head,
And planted the flag of King George in its stead;
Let the trumpet of fame then thro' all the world blow
To the glory of Britons and Lieut. Yeo.
Yeo, &c.
The fort he knock'd up, and the governor down;
The Dons' captur'd ensign wav'd over his head,
And planted the flag of King George in its stead;
Let the trumpet of fame then thro' all the world blow
To the glory of Britons and Lieut. Yeo.
Yeo, &c.
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