The New Hampshire Gazette

The following Address is said to have been presented to his late Majesty King George II. on his Accession to the Throne, by the Crew of the Orford Man of War; and as it appears to us to be made in Character, and to abound with Wit, as well as plain good Sense, we judge a Publication of it will not be unacceptable.

MOST gracious Sovereign Lord our King
Of Loyalty-- just Duty, please
To accept the Homage of your Seas:
Neptune, who under you commands,
Craves Leave to come and kiss your Hands;
And we your Servants, Sons to him,
Give you three Cheers from Stern to Stem
And pray while we can splice a Rope,
You live the Anchor of our hope.
We mourn'd your royal Father dead,
But Joy takes Place that you succeed
Your royal Consort next we hail:
May She long ride in gentle Gale,
And the lov'd Offspring never fail.
Receive these Dues, rough as they run;
Rough as the Element we're on;
For they're sincere, and not for Show
Nor from dry thoughtless Custom flow
But. a true Sense of what we owe.
Our Duty does not bounce nor boil;
Our Pens not dipp'd in Ox'ford Oil;
We use no Tinsel Arts to prove
The force and Ardour of our Love:
But come as poor plain-dealing Folk,
To tell you that we've Hearts of Oak,
As true as ever struck a Stroke.
Nor do we make our Zeal abound
With twenty Shillings in the Pound;
But we'll do for you all we can,
And all stand by you to a Man.
Do Tempests roar or Billows toss,
Do Combinations make a Fuss,
We'll steer you safe, Sir, .... Thus, Boys, thus.
Speak, and we'll let your Thunder fly,
And make the World dance Barnaby:
Bring the Pretender to the Jeers,
And cut off all the Rebels Ears:
Make huffing Phil and Charles obey
Your Sceptre, keep us but in Pay.
If our King asks us, who are you?
We humble answer, Orford's Crew:
Let who else dare, we answer bluff.
We're Orford's Men and that's enough.