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 Of their friends were not ashamed,
 * nor of enemies afraid, Sir:

And little, little did they think,
 * when this ground they stood on, Sir,

To be so near drawn to the life,
 * now they're all dead and gone, Sir O the, &c

n the praise of Queen Bess,
 * lofty longs have been sung, Sir;

And her fame has been echo'd
 * by old and by young. Sir;

But from times that are pass'd,
 * we'll for once turn our eyes, Sir,

As the times we enjoy,
 * 'tis but wisdom to prize, Sir

That whate'er were the days of good Q. Bess, Let us praise the golden days we now possess

Without armies combat, or
 * armadas to withstand. Sir,

Our loss at our feet, and this
 * sword in our hand. Sir;

Lasting peace we secure, while
 * we're Lords of the sea, Sir,