Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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FARMER, MILLER, AND SAILOR. |
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FARMER, MILLER, AND SAILOR.
If Mounseur tries by landing to brave ye,
What would you do?
(To Farmer.
What would you do?
FARMER.
—And you do?
(To Miller.
MILLER AND FARMER.
—And you?
(To Sailor.
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I warrant each tar in the navy,
Would prove himself British true blue.
But, suppose they should land, and this way roam?
FARMER.
We farmers would shew 'em true harvest home.
What says Master Miller?
MILLER.
—Our motto they'd find,
“More sacks on the mill, grind! grind! grind!”
OMNES.
So Frenchmen, beware, how you venture your tricks,
Or here send your liberty's jailer;
For you'll find us prepar'd, like the bundle of sticks,
Or the Farmer, the Miller, and Sailor.
SAILOR.
I warrant we'll keel-haul their flat-bottom'd boats,
MILLER.
Their mill clacks we'll stop, I've a notion;
FARMER.
They'd plough up our freehold to sow their wild oats,
SAILOR.
But never while we plough the ocean.
FARMER.
To their lot may the ploughshare of Britain ne'er fall,
MILLER.
The ploughshare! why, zounds! they've got no share at all;
For if they come here, our motto they'll find,
“More sacks,” &c.
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