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T39984 1 Lillies of France UNKNOWN Lillies of France MILITIA Boys, for my Theme I now chuse, / (your Aid Emplore to assist me, my Muse) Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 569 A New Song in Priase of the Durham / MILITIA. A New Song in Praise of the Durham MILITIA. A New Song, on the brave General Blakeney, and Admiral Bing. A New Song in Praise of the Durham MILITIA. A New Song, on the brave General Blakeney, and Admiral Bing. ?-?

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MILITIA Boys, for my Theme I now chuse, (your Aid I implore to assist me, my Muse) Whilst here I relate of the Durham Youths Fame, Who chearful appeard, when these new Tidings came, That to Barnard-Castle, they must march away, Embodyd to be, without Stop or Delay. What tho some Cowards, have betook them to flight, And for their King and Country scorn for to fight; Yet we Durham Boys, who jovial appear, Right honest well be, and well banish all Fear, When Head of the Front, how martial we see, Our COLONEL so brave, so gallant and free. Whose generous Hearts by Experience we know, Why need we then dread, along with him to go, Then farewell dear Wives, and each kind Sweetheart, Pray do not repine that from you we must part; But hark! the Drums beat, and the Fifes sweetly play, Were orderd to march now to Richmond straightway. Where cloathed in Red and in Purple Attire, Our Exercise then shall be all our Desire, Which having acquird, then well merrily sing, Success to great GEORGE, and the Prussian King, Likewise loyal PITT, a Statesman so bold, Who scorns to be false, for Interest or Gold. If then the Monsieurs, should with their crafty Guile, Eer dare to molest us on Britains fair Isle, Well laugh at their Fury, and Malice so strong, To Charon below, how well hurl them headlong, Do they think that our Muskets useless shall be, When in Numbers great them advancing we see. If they do, theyre mistaen, well boldly proceed, And conquer or die, eer ignobly well yield; Then crowned with Laurel, (for ventring our Lives) Home then well return to our Sweethearts and Wives, What Joy will be greater, our Fame will abound, The Bells then shall ring, and the Trumpets shall sound Let each loyal Briton then fill up his Glass, For to drive Care away, so round let it pass, Drink a Health to King George, who sits on his throne, (Whose Power the French to their Sorrow have known) May the Heavens above; preserve him from Harm, And ever defend him from foreign Alarms. A New Song, on the brave General Blakeney, and Admiral Bing. COme all you jolly Soldiers, of Courage stout and bold,
There is most of us young Men, and but few of us old We are going to Minorca, to fight for the King, And when then we return, in Claret we will swim Fal, lal, etc. Bold Blakeney was valiant; his Men were very true. If Bing had been the same, Boys, we had made the French to rue, But he refusd to fight, all for a little Gold So he turnd his Back upon the French, and thus Minorca was sold. Then adieu to Minorca, as I do suppose The sweet smelling Pink and the fine blooming Rose, The Flowers they were sweet, and the Meadows fresh and gay, But now were left all alone with the French Dogs to play Now if any such News should come into this Land, That we poor [Soldiers,] were lost in the Sand It would cause many a fair Maidens Heart for to [ache] And to sigh and lament, for their true Lovers Sake. The young Women or we are all undone, And the old Women cry for the Loss of their Sons, The Widows they do cry; we are all in Distress, We are all left alone and our Children fatherless. If that our Children, for Bread they do cry, There is none that will relieve them, that is here standing by, Theres none that will relieve them from Hunger, Thirst and Cold, While we do cross the Ocean, like jolly Sailors bold. Fal, lal, etc.
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