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 Our boats being well manned,

by a eleven at night,

And ſent them into harbour

not intending to fight;

But the grape from their batterys

ſo ſmartly did play,

Nine hundred breve ſeamen

kill'd and wounded their lay.

As we hoiſted our colours,

and ſo boldly them ſpread,

With the Britiſh flag flying

at the royal maſt head.

For the honour of old Scotland,

we ſhould always remain;

While the bold Britiſh ſeamen,

ploughs the watery main.

Expoſed to their firing,

of our enemys we lay:

While ninety bright pieces

of cannon did play

While many brave ſeamen.

lay bleeding in their gore;

While the ſhot from their battery

like thunder did roar.