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T39960 1 the Earl of ESSEX UNKNOWN The Earl of Essex YOU Subjects of Britton now you may Rejoice, / And pray for K. George with Heart and voice. BRITTONS all your Voices Raise, / Huzza! the British Hero; Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 789 A New SONG. / Call'd the duke of Cumberland's Victory over the / Scotch Rebels at Cullodon-Moor, near Inverness. / Made by a Soldier who was in the Engagement. A New SONG. Call’d the Duke of Cumberland’s Victory over the Scotch Rebels at Cullodon-Moor, near Inverness. Made by a Soldier who was in the Engagement. A New SONG. Called the Duke of Cumberland’s Victory over the Scotch Rebels at Culloden Moor, near Inverness. Made by a Soldier who was in the Engagement. Printer Francis Lister 1746-1746

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YOU Subjects of Britton now you may Rejoice, And pray for King George with Heart and Voice. The Popish Pretender has now run away, Just like his old Daddy no longer could stay. The brave Duke of Cumberland he did command, And happy was we that had such a Hand, He greatly Encouraged his Soldiers that Day, And it was our Care his Command to obey. We followed the Rebels thro Dirt and thro Mire, And for to come up with them was our Desire; At length we did wade through the fresh River Spey, And when we came over they still run away. We still advancd after them Four Days, Over Mountains, thro Rivers, and many rough Ways; At length we came up with them near Inverness, And there we quickly put them to Distress. They had thirteen Pieces of Cannon that Day, Which quickly upon us began for to Play; Our Cannon we turned it and levelld it so True, Which made all the Rebels begin to look Blue. They thought to come in upon Us Sword in Hand, But as we was ordered we firmly did stand; We poured in our small Shot so when they drew nigh, That many fell Dead and the rest they did fly. They was in such hast they their Cannon did leave, And then the Pretender did weep and did grieve; They left all their Baggage their hast it was such. And their Amunition which grieved them much. Our Light horse and Dragoons they did closely pursue With Broad Swords and Pistols great Numbers they slew The Ground it was covered with wounded and slain, So Popish Pretender thy hopes are in Vain. Three thousand that Day we lay dead on the Ground Besides many Skulking in Cabbins we found; And many Deserted their Kale-yards to set, Which put the Pretender into a great Fret. Altho they had got an Assistance from France, The brave Duke of Cumberland made them to Dance, He took many Prisoners and blasted their hope, For he was not commanded by General Cope. To hang all the Rebels you have my Consent, Because with a good King they are not Content, The World it is come to a very sad Pass, For they want to have Britton be Ruld by an Ass.
Let each Loyal Subject then fill up a Glass, And drink to King George and about let it Pass; And when your Hands in let your Liquor not stand, But fill up another to brave CUMBERLAND. For Hes a Commander Couragious and bold, In following the Rebels he will not be Contrould; I wish he may always have Health and Success, For such a Commander is a great Happiness.
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BRITTONS all your Voices Raise, Huzza! the British Hero; And sound the brave Duke Williams Praise And make the Vallies Eccho; For now me Boys weve got the Day, For which we long did wish and Pray, Let every Churchman with me say, God save the brave Duke William. When our Champion Orders gave, To march and give them Battle, Our Soldiers gave three loud Huzzas, Whilst Cannon loud did Rattle; When to the River Spey they came, So eager was they for the Game, They all leaped in and thro it Swam, Lead on by brave Duke William. The Rebels lookd like Men amazd, To see the Brittons coming, They Spyed the Duke and on him gazed, But soon they all were running; On Cullodon Moor, they made a stand, Eight thousand Men with Sword in Hand, But all the World must needs commend, The Conduct of brave Duke William. Our Soldiers bravely stood their Ground And briskly they did Fire, The vain Pretender quickly found, Twas time for to retire; Three Sousand slain they left behind, A Thousand more thats now confined, And Monsieur you shall quickly find, A Champion in Duke William. Pray God preserve great George our King The Glory of our Nation, Let every Popish Rebel Swing, At TYBURN their old Station; But Loyal Subjects soon will see, The sweet Effects of Liberty, Preserved from Popish Tyranny, By GOD and brave Duke William.
Sheffield: Printed by Francis Lister, near the Shambles, 1746.