And ev’ry one been out of doubt:
Through boasted courage and hot zeal,
For a month, said, they would not fail,
Cannon, powder and wealth of balls,
Very strong gates and stately walls:
As in despair, they did pretend,
It to the last they would defend.
Lancashire reg’ment chus’d there to ’bide,
For to keep the fort were not afraid:
The English gate of iron and oak,