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NHG-P.759.002
26 Jan 1759:13 (121)
A CHEER FOR SOLDIERS AND SAILORS.
Humbly addressed to his Royal Highness Prince Edward, the
Rising Protector of the British navy: and to be sung or
said on board all his Majesty's ships, transports, &c. going
to the coast of France.
Come, come, my lads, away to France,
Let's shew the French an English dance;
Convince them that we dare to die,
And in the field of honour lie;
Rather than slaves to them become,
And truckle to the Whore of Rome.
Courage, my boys: up to the nose
(The French are our invet'rate foes)
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