Each officer fell, and a carnage was seen,
That foon died the waves to a crimson from green:
And Neptune rose up, and he took off his wreath,
And

gave it a Triton to crown captain Death.

Thus fell the strong Terrible, bravely and bold ;
But sixteen survivers the tale can unfold;
The French were the victors,-though much to their coft, --
For many brave French were with Englishmen loft.
And thus says Old Time, From good queen Elizabeth,
I ne'er saw the fellow of brave captain Death.

SONG LXV.

THE SEA FIGHT IN XCII.*

,

*HURSDAY in the morn, the ides of May,

Recorded for ever the famous ninety-two,
Brave Ruffel did discern, by dawn of day,

The lofty fails of France advancing now:
All hands aloft, aloft, let English valour shine,
Let fly a culverin, the signal of the line;

Let every hand supply his gun;

Follow me,

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And you'll see
That the battle will be foon begun.
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Tourville * The great naval victory, intended to be celebrated by this excellent old song, was determined, after a running action of several days, off cape La Hogue, on the coast of Normandy, the 22d of May, 1692, in favour of

Tourville on the main triumphant rollid,

To meet the gallant Russel in combat on the deep;
He led the noble train of heroes bold,

To fink the English admiral at his feet.
Now every valiant mind to victory doth aspire,
The bloody fight's begun, the sea itself on fire ;
And mighty Fate stood looking on;

Whilst a flood,

All of blood,
Fill'd the scupper-holes of the Royal Sun.

Sulphur, smoke and fire, disturbing the air,

With thunder and wonder affright the Gallic shore; Their regulated bands stood trembling near,

To see the lofty streamers now no more.

the English and Dutch combined fleets, consisting of 99 fail of the line, under the command of admiral Russel, afterwards earl of Orford, over a French Squadron of about half that number, commanded by the chevalier Tourville, whose ship, Le Soleil Royal, carried upwards of a hưndred guns, and was esteemed the finest vefsel in Europe. This last fiect was fitted out for the purpose of restoring King James the second to his dominions; and that prince, together with the duke of Berwick, and several great officers, both of his own court, and of the court of France, and even Tourville his self, beheld the final destruction of the French ships from an eminence on the shore. It is, now, certain that Russel had engaged to favour the scheme of his old masters restoration, on condition that the French took care to avoid him; but Tourvilles impetuofity and rashness rendered the whole measure abortive: And the distressed and ill-fated monarch retired, in a fit of despondency, to mourn his misfortunes, and recover his peace of mind, amid the solitary gloom of La Trappe.

At

At fix o'clock.the Red the smiling victors led,
To give a second blow, the fatal overthrow;
Now Death and Horror equal reign ;

Now they cry,

Run or die,
Britis colours ride the vanquish'd main :

See they fly amaz’d through rocks and fands,

One danger they grasp at to fun the greater fate ;
In vain they cry for aid to weeping lands;

The nymphs and sea-gods mourn their loit estate.
For evermore adieu, thou Royal dazzling Sun,
From thy untimely end thy masters fate begun :
Enough, thou mighty god of War!

Now we fing,

Bless the king,
Let us drink to every English tar.