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How I long to be drubbing the Shannon,
We shall soon make a prize of the Shannon ;
Oh! 'twill be a good joke,

To take Commodore Broke,

And add to our navy the Shannon.”

Then he made a great bluster,

Calling all hands to muster,

And said, "now boys stand firm to your cannon:

Let us get under way,

Without further delay,

And capture the insolent Shannon.

We soon shall bear down on the Shannon,
The Chesapeake's prize is the Shannon:
Within two hours space,

We'll return to this place,
And bring into harbour the Shannon !"

Now along-side they range,

And broadsides they exchange,

But the Yankees soon flinch from their cannon; When captain and crew,

Without further to do,

Are attack'd sword in hand from the Shannon ;
By the tight little tars of the Shannon,
The brave Commodore of the Shannon
Fir'd a friendly salute,

Just to end the dispute,

And the Chesapeake struck to the Shannon.

Let America know

The respect she should show

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To our national flag and our cannon;
And let her take heed,

That the Thames and the Tweed

Give us tars just as brave as the Shannon.
Here's to Commodore Broke of the Shannon,
To the sons of the Thames, Tweed, and Shannon:
May the Olive of peace

Soon bid enmity cease,

From the Chesapeake's shore to the Shannon.

The Fight off Boston Light House:

BY EDWARD STEWART, LIEUT. R. N.

"Three fatal fights Britannia saw,
With mix'd surprise and woe;
For thrice she saw her union flag
By hostile hands laid low.

"Then casting round an anxious eye

Amongst her naval men,

Her choice she made, that choice was Broke,
To raise her flag again.

"Command,' she cries, 'yon gallant ship,

And form her chosen crew,

And bid my flag victorious fly,

Where it was wont to do.'

"The foes in warlike pride advanc'd,

Exulting in the past;

Broke saw, serenely smil'd, and cried,

The Java is your last.'

"With wily art the Shannon plays;
Hark! her artillery roars :
With equal rage the Chesapeake
Her rattling broadside pours.

"Thus as they fought, they closer drew:
At length fast lock'd they lay;
Th' auspicious moment Broke observ'd,
'Haste Boarders! haste! away!'

"He spake, and with the lightening's speed Led on the boarding crew;

In fifteen minutes, proud, aloft

The British Union flew.

"The glorious wound, that decks thy brow,

Your foes affrighted view;

Thy blood, that stain'd the well-earn'd prize, Proclaims their terrors true.

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Hail, Suffolk's pride! such fame may I,

A son of Suffolk, share;

Or if I fall, like glorious Watt,

To fall, what hour so fair?

"Lead on, where'er your country calls,
And glory points the way;
Wherever Ocean rolls his tides,

Your conquering flag display;

"And prove tho' thrice superior force

Might transient trophies gain,

Britannia rules the wat'ry world,

Sole Empress of the Main."

EPIGRAM

BY THE REV. LEWIS BLAKENEY, M. A.

Curate of Thorndon and Bedingfield.

"Gallant BROKE, (Men of Suffolk! your Hero exult in,)

Has redeem'd Britain's falsely-defam'd naval glory: For he fought, beat, and captur'd a rival insulting, In less time than was needful to write the proud story!"

IMPROMPTU.

"The bold Chesapeake
Came out on a freak,

And swore she'd soon silence our cannon;

While the Yankees, in port,

Stood to laugh at the sport,

And see her tow in the brave Shannon.

"Quite sure of the game,

As from harbour they came,
A dinner and wine they bespoke;
But for meat they got balls
From our staunch wooden walls,

So the dinner Engagement was BROKE.

Who has broken the charm that hung over the fleet,
The charm that occasion'd dismay and defeat?
Too many have vainly attempted the stroke,
But thanks to the Shannon-at last it is BROKE.

THE LILY OF NETTLESTEAD:

BY MRS. J. COBBOLD, OF HOLY WELLS, IPSWICHI.

Henrietta Maria, the fair heroine of the following stanzas, and the celebrated and beloved mistress of the unfortunate Duke of Monmouth, was the only daughter and heir of Thomas, Lord Wentworth, of Nettlestead, the eldest son of Thomas, the Ist. Earl of Cleveland. On the death of the Earl, her grandfather, she succeeded to the Barony of Wentworth, the Earldom having become extinct by the demise of her father without issue male. She was a woman of an elegant person, most engaging manners, and the highest accomplishments. Lady Wentworth resided for many years at Toddington, in the county of Bedford, with the Duke, her lover, whose attachment to her continued to his death. The Duke acknowledged, just before his execution, to two prelates and other divines who attended him, that " he and Lady Wentworth had lived in "all points like man and wife;" but they could not make him confess it was adultery. He acknowledged "that he and his Duchess were married by the law of "the land, and therefore his children might inherit, if the king pleased. But he did not consider what "he did when he married her. He said that since that "time he had an affection for Lady Henrietta, and prayed that if it were pleasing to God, it might continue, otherwise that it might cease: and God heard "his prayer. The affection did continue, and there"fore he doubted not it was pleasing to God; and "that this was a marriage; their choice of one another "being guided not by lust, but by judgment upon due "consideration." When he addressed himself to the people from the scaffold, he spoke "in vindication of "the Lady Henrietta, saying she was a woman of great honour and virtue; a religious and godly lady." He was told by some of the divines of his living in adultery with her; he said "no. For these two years

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