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(5) L'Juſt and Sans Parielle,

America and bold Achille,

were ſo maul'd they could not ſail,

Till mann'd by Britiſh ſailors.

Northumberland and Impeteaux,

happy to be ta'en in tow,

Vengeure ſhe went down below,

To ſhun our Britiſh valour;

of them carried eighty guns,

ve ſeventy-fours, and ninety guns,

huzza! their admiral runs,

He could get no redemption.

Bower, Paſley, and Captain Hutt,

loft a leg, and ſorely hurt;

life or death they valu'd not.

When called by their country;

Montague was kill'd that day,

ill while their ſhot did hotly play;

gave three cheers with loud huzza,

French dogs could not run away,

We had ſo bravely maul'd them.

French ſhips there were twenty-ſix,

firſt upon them we did fix,

valu'd not their Galic tricks,

Tho' we'd but twenty-five, Sir;

r, like true Britiſh Heroes bold,

value honour more than gold,

always ſcorn to be controul'd,

courage has been try'd of old,

Succeſs to England's forces.