And with erected front himself announc’d;
When a Staff-Officer, with a stately look,
A sort of frowning survey of him took:
‘Pray who are you?’ was pompously demanded:
‘I’m Ensign Newcome, and from England landed.’[4]
‘To Belem go, where orders you’ll receive;
‘Write down your Name, Sir, and then Lisbon leave.’
John bolted out, saying ‘Damme what a Beast,
‘I reckon he’s a General at least:
‘O rot this Soldier’s life, the Devil’s in it,