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R229242 1 NONE Thursday in the Morn THursday in the morn', the ides of May, / Recorded for ever the famous Ninety-two. Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 98 The Gallant Sea-Fight. The Gallant Sea Fight. ?-?

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THursday in the morn', the ides of May, Recorded for ever the famous Ninety-two. Brave Russel did discern by break of day, The lofty sails of France advancing too. All hands aloft they cry; let English courage shine; Let fly a Culverine, the signal of the line; Let every man supply his gun. Follow me, you shall see That the battle it will soon be won. Turville on the Main triumphant roul'd, The meet the gallant Russel in combat on the deep. He led his noble troops of heroes bold, To sink the English Admiral at his feet. Now every gallant mind to victory doth aspire. The bloody fight's begun, the sea is all on fire, And mighty fate stood looking on; Whilst the flood, all on blood, Fills the Scuppers of the Rising-sun. Su'phur, smoak and fire disturb the air, With thunder and wonder affright the Gallic shore. Their regulated bands stood trembling near, To see their lofty streamers now no more. At six o'clock the Red, the smiling victors led To give the second blow, the fatal overthrow. Now death and horror equal reigns; Now they cry, Run or die, British colours ride the vanquish'd main. See! they fly amaz'd through rocks and sands; One danger they grasp at, to shun a greater fate; In vain they cry'd for aid to foreign lands. The nymphs and sea-gods mourn their lost estate. For evermore adieu, thou ever dazling Sun, From thy untimely end, thy master's fate begun; Enough thou mighty God of War. Now we sing, bless the King, Let us drink to ev'ry English Tar. Come jolly seamen, now with Russel go, To sail on the main, proud Monsieur for to greet, And give our enemies a second blow, And fight Turville, if he dare us meet. Come brother tar what cheer, let each his gun supply, And thump them off this year, or make Monsieur to fly, Whilst we sail the ocean round. Day and night we will fight, Whilst our enemies are to be found. Never have it said that English boys Should stay behind, when their Admiral goes; But let each honest lad cry with one voice, Brave Russel leads us on to fight our foes. We'll give them gun for gun, some sink and others burn; Besides, we'll give them two, as Monsieur cries Mor-bleau, These English dogs will kill us all. Whilst they scour, we will pour, Thick as hail amongst them cannonball.