The Bold Blades of Old England, undated

Come, rouse up, my lads, let us haste to the main.
And load home our chests with the dollars of Spain,
For as we have beat them we'll do so again.
     And it's, oh! the bold blades of Old England!

They tell us that sixty fine ships of the line
Of France and of Spain in the ocean do shine;
But let them remember the year fifty-nine;
     They were banged by the blades, etc.

Those villains they thought some advantage to take
On America's land, for to lessen her state;
But they quickly shall know it was all a mistake.
     Convinced by the blades, etc.

How proudly they came with a numerous host
To take, sink, and burn, and to land on our coast ;
And when they had done nothing went home for to boast
     Afraid of the blades, etc.

Already we have some of their dollars to shew
At Liverpool, Guernsey, and London also,
And took one of their islands, call'd fam'd Omoa.
     Oh! the bold blades, etc.

Brave Rodney and Parker have done the thing well.
And altho' their admirals made such a swell,
Will soon be sent home the news for to tell;
     They've been drub'd by the blades, etc.

Bold Rodney, we hear, is come up with a foe,
Took one man-of-war, and five frigates also.
With about eighteen transports, a very smart blow.
     Oh! the bold blades, etc.

Then come, my true Britons, and fill up the glass
To George and his navy; around let it pass,
And he that won't pledge it proclaim him an ass;
     And its, oh! the bold blades, etc.