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 His feet scarce on deck, when by danger surrounded, the ship Royal George to the deep was consign’d, Brave Kempenfelt sunk, and my Henry confounded; by death’s near approach, to his fate was resign’d.

In so noble a ship a commander so brave, the nation had cause her sad loss to deplore, And the hundreds of souls overwhelm’d by the waves, claim’d the tears of their widows on shore;

But Henry my love, my dear Henry to me, as a nation was all my heart could deplore; But a victim he’s fall’n to the turbulent sea, and his faithful fond Nancy can ne’er see him more.



Hen I was a young lad, my fortune was bad, if e’er I do well ’tis a wonder; I spent all my means, on whores, bawds, and queens, then I got a commission to plunder. Fal all de rall, &c.

The hat I have on so greasy is grown, remarkable for it’s shining; 'Tis stitch'd all about, without button or loop, and never a bit of a lining. &c.

The coat I have on, so thread-bare is grown, so out at the arm-pits and elbows, That I look'd as absurd as a sailor on board, that has lain fifteen months in the bilboes. &c.

My shirt it is tore both behind and before, the colour is much like a cinder; 'Tis so thin and so fine, that it is my design, to present it to the muses for tinder. &c.