 | [The conquest of Canada, or, the siege of Quebec] |  |
SCENE V.
Scene draws, and discovers Jack Ratlin, Ned Forecastle and Jemmy Chaunter, with several other sailors, in a drinking house.Ned
taking up the mug, or bowl.
Come here's success to Admiral Saunders,
And Admiral Holmes, and to our own ship's crew;
They're a parcel of as good fellows as
Ever went between stem and scorn of a ship.
[Drinks.
Jack Ratl.
But now I think on't, give us that new song,
Jemmy Chaunter, that you got t'other day:
I like it Ned.
[Turning to Ned.
Ned.
Is it about fighting? If 'tis, let's have it.
[Jemmy rising.]
With all my heart, brothers.
[All rising.
I.
Come on my brave tars! let's away to the wars,To the siege of Quebec let's advance;
Our anchor's a trip, let's away to the ship,
And bellow defiance to France.
Brave boys, &c.
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II.
We'll spread ev'ry sail, with a prosperous gale,Thro' the kingdom of Neptune we'll roam!
If we meet the French fleet, in thunder we'll greet,
We'll take 'em, or drive them all home.
Brave boys, &c.
III.
If they dare to engage, and meet British rage,We'll bear closely down to the fight;
Yard arm and yard arm, their jackets well warm,
For that is the Britons delight.
Brave boys, &c.
IV.
When the fight is begun, lest away they shou'd run,Our grapples shall hold us together;
'Tis a sport they don't like, we'll soon make 'em strike,
And straightway bear down to another.
Brave boys, &c.
V.
We'll range to 'em close, and a terrible dose,For a sample, we'll send the Monsieurs;
If the fight does not end, then another we'll send,
From both of our thundering tiers!
Brave boys, &c.
VI.
On their quarters we'll board, with pike, pistols and sword;Hawke like we will pounce on our prey;
We'll make them our own, and their flags we'll haul down,
For George shall be Sovereign at sea.
Brave boys, &c.
VII.
When our thunder shall break, o'er the walls of Quebec,Monsieurs! your strong ramparts shan't save ye;
Your heads shall all droop! and your walls shall all drop!
When shook by the sons of the navy!
Brave boys, &c.
VIII.
Tho' your tow'rs shou'd arise, o'er the clouds in the skies,22
Pluck 'em up to the base, each fortress we'll raze,
And trample your pride in the dust!
Brave boys, &c.
IX.
When we tars shall unite, with our troops in the fight,And emulous jealousy calls.
As hurricanes sweep thro' the land and the deep,
We'll sweep to destruction the Gauls!
Brave boys, &c.
Exeunt omnes, huzzaing.
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