A New Song on the Successful Attempt of Destroying the French Fleet in Basque Roads, April 11

Come all you valiant Britons of every degree,
Attend a few minutes, and listen until me,
Concerning our brave soldiers that sailed on the main
With courage so bold fresh laurels they did gain.

CHORUS
Success to our sailors that sail on the sea,
Who with Cochrane undaunted, whenever they’re wanted,
They’ll fight till they die, or gain victory.

It was in Basque Roads the Fleet they did lay,
At the sight of out shipping fill’d them with dismay,
They skulk’d near the shore like cowardly curs,
And dare not come out to face our brave British tars.
So success, &c.

In the month of April, mind what I say,
We resolv’d to try this fleet to destroy,
We gave them three cheers before we set too,
And gall’d them so sorely we made them cry Marbule!
So success, &c.

We pour’d in our shot and our rockets like hail,
Will at length that their courage began for to fail,
Some were taken and destroy’d, and some get on shore,
The rest run up the harbour, and would fight no more.
So success, &c.

This fleet from Brest harbour some time ago got clear,
And our brave British heroes soon after them did steer,
We chas’d them to Basque Roads, without fear or doubt,
Tho’ so great was their number they dare not come out.
So success, &c.

So now Master Boneyparte cease for to brag,
Till you build some more ships for to hoist your white flag,
Which so often has been beat by the Lord of the main,
And if they dare face them they’ll serve them so again.
So success, &c.