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6 Saying Sorrow was found at his death, With simpering he road deep and died, But like Wolf then with victory crown'd At his death he cried never mind my chance But like gallant heroes fight on. Or expire by the name of the Blanch. Bold Wilkins his place soon supplid, And like a bold actor engaged, His guns with more judgment to guide, For the death of his captain engaged, And how could be aliay When the Le Picque a longh he did advance, For our three masts being shor away When we grappled her close to the Blanch, Our Formast and mixen being gone, The Frenchmen they us their own And with Vive Republic they sung, We thought they would never have done, And we joined in their long on dismay With song that made them all dance And not a false vote was there played By the jolly brave art of the Blanch When they found war in vain for to stand, They cried out for quarter main, Although the advantage they had, Still Britons were lord of the main, So pull round the grog let it pass, Since they found us true hearsed and launch, And each lad with his favor elass, Drink success to the tars, of the Blanch.

The bunny Hawthorn ONE mild summer morning all nature look'd gay I saw my dearest Jamie at tedding the hay, Who said my lovely treasure, come ice were I dwell,