To sing this, future ages may know which is which;
And that one rode in Greece—and the other in pitch.
Ti tol lol, &c.
What tho' but a merchant ship—sure our supplies:
Now your men of war's gain in a lottery lies,
And how blank they all look, when they can't get a prize!
Ti tol lol, &c.
What are all their fine names? when no rhino's behind,
The Intrepid, and Lion, look sheepish you'll find;