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! thou dear thou gallant boy, Oh! be our hero, be our joy; May "love and glory" fire thy soul, Inspir'd by virtue's pure controul; And then our hearts with joy sincere, Would bless our noble fuzileer.

Tho' we are now resign'd to grief, It may be thine to bring relief; Oh! let us see thy patriot name Recorded in the lists of fame; And then our hearts with joy sincere, Will bless our noble fuzileer.