Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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THE INVINCIBLE FLAG. |
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THE INVINCIBLE FLAG.
Since Britain first rose,
Her implacable foes
Have been pretty well given to brag;
And from history you'll learn
One or other, in turn,
Have unfurl'd an invincible flag;
They have, &c.
Her implacable foes
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And from history you'll learn
One or other, in turn,
Have unfurl'd an invincible flag;
They have, &c.
With their raven, you know,
The Danes wanted to crow,
And invincible swore 'twould be found;
But Alfred so neat,
Took their flag, as their fleet
Nelson took t'other day at the sound,
You know, &c.
The Danes wanted to crow,
And invincible swore 'twould be found;
But Alfred so neat,
Took their flag, as their fleet
Nelson took t'other day at the sound,
You know, &c.
When at Agincourt fam'd,
The Frenchmen all gam'd
For our goods and our chattels—you laugh.
Fifth Harry, the wag,
Took their fleur-de-luce flag,
And lather'd 'em well with the staff,
He did, &c.
The Frenchmen all gam'd
For our goods and our chattels—you laugh.
Fifth Harry, the wag,
Took their fleur-de-luce flag,
And lather'd 'em well with the staff,
He did, &c.
The Pope, in bravada,
Sent with the Armada,
An invincible flag, 'tis well known;
But the flag it was lost,
And he found, to his cost,
He as well might have play'd at Pope Joan,
He might, &c.
Sent with the Armada,
An invincible flag, 'tis well known;
But the flag it was lost,
And he found, to his cost,
He as well might have play'd at Pope Joan,
He might, &c.
Buonaparte's flag came next,
And, confoundedly vext,
When we took it, he cried to his elves,
“These d—d Lords of the deep,
Will let nobody keep
An invincible flag but themselves,
They won't,” &c.
And, confoundedly vext,
When we took it, he cried to his elves,
“These d—d Lords of the deep,
Will let nobody keep
An invincible flag but themselves,
They won't,” &c.
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Thus the world can but brag
One invincible flag,
(As it owns but one phœnix, 'tis said)
And it flies, the world knows,
To the cost of our foes,
At the good ship Britannia's mast head.
One invincible flag,
(As it owns but one phœnix, 'tis said)
And it flies, the world knows,
To the cost of our foes,
At the good ship Britannia's mast head.
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