The Valiant Collonel,
CONTAINING
His wholesome Advice to the Troops of the
MILITIA, his kind Country-men, in the behalf of his King and
Country. Tune is, Let Mary Live long.
Licensed according to Order.
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I.
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BRave Boys of Renown,
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The Nations Physitian,
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Who are in Commission,
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Be true to the Crown,
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your Freedom defend:
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Let your Enemies find,
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That y're all of one mind,
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to stand by your King;
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And then will your Glory,
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And then will your Glory,
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through Christendom ring.
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II.
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Discover your Fear,
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And then will you find them,
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If you do but mind them,
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Like Tygers severe
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in e'ry degree:
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But true Courage maintain,
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And fall on amain,
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like Boys for your King,
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And then will your Glory,
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And then will your Glory,
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through Christendom ring.
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III.
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'Tis like they may boast,
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To fill you with Wonder,
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Of stout Sons of Thunder,
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A French Armed Host,
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yet what if they do?
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Do but meet them at Land,
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And like Conquerours stand,
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and Fight for your King,
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And then will your Glory,
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And then will your Glory,
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through Christendom ring.
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IV.
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What tho' they are sent
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To Land in this Nation,
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Here lies the Vexation,
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They fear you'll prevent,
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Begar, their Design:
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You will find it right true,
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They're in more fear than you,
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then stand for your King,
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And so shall your Glory,
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And so shall your Glory,
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through Christendom ring.
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V.
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You well may suppose,
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With Horror surrounded,
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Their Courage is Wounded,
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Then follow your Blows,
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and give them the Chase:
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When once you draw nigh,
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Like Cowards they'll flye;
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then Fight for your King,
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And so shall your Glory,
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And so shall your Glory,
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through Christendom ring.
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VI.
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The Spaniards of old,
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Who sent their Armado,
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This Land to Invade, O,
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While Generals bold,
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soon burn'd them at Sea:
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There was brave Captain Drake,
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He that caus'd them to quake;
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do so for your King,
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And then shall your Glory,
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And then shall your Glory,
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through Christendom ring.
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VII.
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Invincible Spain
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Was greater than Lewis,
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Of whom such ado is,
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He cover'd the Main
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with great Ships of War;
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But with Fire and Ball,
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They were ruined all;
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do so for your King,
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And then shall your Glory,
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And then shall your Glory,
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through Christendom ring.
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VIII.
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Take Courage this day,
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Salute them with Fire,
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You'll see them retire,
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And scowre away,
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as fast as they came;
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Resolving ne'r more
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For to trouble the Shore:
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do this for your King,
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And then shall your Glory,
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And then shall your Glory,
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through Christendom ring.
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