The New Hampshire Gazette

A SONG sung at Covent Garden Theatre, (London) in
the Entertainment of the FAIR, by Mr. Beard, in
the Character of a Recruiting Sergeant, and wrote by
Paul Whitehead, Esq; Poet Laureat to His Majesty.

I.
In story we're told
How our monarchs of old
O'er France spread their royal domain;
But no annals can show
Their pride laid so low,
As when brave George the second did reign.

2
Of Roman and Greek
Let Fame no more speak
How their arms the old world did subdue:
Thro' the nations around
Let our trumpets now sound
How Britons have conquer'd the new.

East, west, north, and south,
Our cannon's loud mouth
Shall the right of our monarch maintain
On America's strand:
Amherst limit the land.
Boscawen give law on the main:

4.
Each port and each town
We still make our own,
Cape Breton, Crown Point, Niagara,
Guadaloupe: Senegal,
Du Quesne's mighty fall
Shall prove we've no equal in war.

Though Conflans did boast
He'd conquer our coast,
Our Thunder soon made Monsieur mute;
Brave Hawke wing'd his way,
Then pounced on his prey,
And gave him an English salute:

At Minden, you know,
How we conquer'd the foe,
While homeward their army now steals.
Though, they cry'd, British bands
Are too hard for our hands,
Begar, we can beat them in heels.

7.
While our heroes from home
For laurels now roam,
Should the flat-bottom boats but appear,
Our militia shall show
No wooden shoe folk
Can with freemen in battle compare.

8.
Our fortunes and lives,
Our children and wives,
To defend is the time now or never
Then let each volunteer
To the drum head repair
King George and Old England for ever: