A Place to Bie. Where BRAMHALL ruled, where GREAT GEORGE Where KING presided, and where MURRAY fought; There would I wish to live, and like to die: GRAHAM. While Britain's Sons their Freedom boast. While Britain's sons their freedom boast- The yeomanry now form an host For mutual preservation. For with disgust at blood-stained France, The ploughshare shines a polished lance, T'repel the bold invader. Chorus. Then rear the standard, grasp the lance, Ah! who so false to nature's laws, Would rend the strong connection, When she demands protection? Ierne's sons the summons hear, Say, can the discontented few, Or rend her ties asunder? May they as noxious weeds appear, Yet sting their parent bosom. On fair Britannia's faithful breast, French cruelty exposing. Go! drink the tears that monarchs weep Oh! may each loyal British soul, Our coasts well lined with walls of wood, In George's cause we'll shed our blood Burial of Sir John Moore. Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, We buried him darkly at dead of night, No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him, But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him. Few and short were the prayers we said, We thought as we hollowed his narrow bed, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his [head, Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, But half of our heavy task was done, When the clock told the hour for retiring; Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory ! REV. C. WOLFE. You Williamites so true. You Williamites so true, of the Orange and the Blue, That dwell in this country all round, round, round, O may they increase, and multiply in ev'ry place, And join to keep Rebellion down, down, down. And join to keep Rebellion down. On the 23rd of May was to have been the fatal day, By keeping the Rebellion down. Oh! well may you remember, on the 4th of last November, The birthday of William, high in renown, nown, nown, What a glorious sight was seen, that day in College. green, Of them that kept Rebellion down, down, down. Of them that kept Rebellion down. D 2 The Crops were so dismayed when our Orange displayed, At our victory they were seen to frown, frown, fro They also stopped their ears, being much annoyed cheers, And the band playing, " Croppies lie down," do down. And the band playing "Croppies lie down So fill high your glasses to him who made the Crops swing, In villages, in cities, and in town, town, town ; Lord Camden is his name, may he shortly come agai To keep the d-d Rebellion down, down, down. To keep the d-d Rebellion down. GRAHAM, Mackenzie's Petition to Payne. To Payne in a dungeon, as he sat on his throne, Wherever they came, To set all in confusion-the world in a flame, And they begged he'd instruct them how best t convey Peace, freedom, and comfort from Canada away. |