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 An’ here’s to each ſodger an’ ſailor,

that’s beat him by land an’ by ſea;

An’ if they attempt to invade us,

ſure beaten again they ſhall be.

Then wha wadna be, &c.





EVER was a man ſo bandied by Fame,

Thro' air, thro’ ocean, and thro’ land,

As one that is wrote upon every Bank Note,

And you all muſt know Abraham Newland.

O! Abraham Newland!

Notorious Abraham Newland!

I've heard people ſay, ſham Abraham you may,

But you mus’n’t ſham Abraham Newland.

For faſhion or arts, ſhould you ſeek foreign parts,

it matters not, where-ever you Land;

From Chriſtian to Greek all language will ſpeak,

Iſ the language of Abraham Newland.

O! Abraham Newland!

Aſtoniſhing Abraham Newland!

Whatever you lack, you’ll get in a crack,

By the credit of Abraham Newland.

But what do you think, without victuals or drink,

You may tramp like the wand’ring Jew land,

From Dublin to Dover, nay, all the world over,

If a ſtranger to Abraham Newland.