These Spaniards are terrible rogues,
They will not submit to my fetters,
With patience so gracefully worn—
Nay, sought for—by nations their betters.
But let us return to the charge,
And no longer with levity treat them,
Once get them to lay down their arms,
And I'll warrant, brave boys, we shall beat them.
Rum ti iddidy-iddidy,
Rum ti iddidy I do!
DEATH.
Brother Boney, we'll never despair,
A trusty good friend I have found you,
Kill, plunder, and burn, and destroy,
And deal desolation around you.
Then gaily let's push round the glass,
We'll sing and run riot and revel,
And I'm sure we shall have on our side,
Our very good friend here, the Devil!
Rum ti iddidy-iddidy,
Rum ti iddidy I do!
THE DEVIL.
Believe me, friend Death, you are right,
Although I'm an ugly old fellow,
When mischief is getting afloat,
O then I am jolly and mellow.
As soon as these Spaniards are crush'd
Again we'll be merry and sing, Sirs,
And that we will quickly 'complish,
And Joey here, he shall be king, Sirs.
Rum ti iddidy-iddidy,
Rum ti iddidy I do!
DON JOEY.
Excuse me from lending my aid,
You may jointly pursue them, and spike them,
But lately I've seen them, and own,
If I speak the plain truth, I don't like them.
They Liberty cherish so dear,
That they certainly make her their guide, O,
Who pleases may make themselves King,
But may I be devilled if I do!
Rum ti iddidy-iddidy,
Rum ti iddidy I do!
October 3, 1808. John Bull arming the Spaniards. Published by R. Ackermann, 101 Strand.—John Bull has arrived to assist the Spaniards. The national prototype, grasping his cudgel of oak, and surrounded by an array of stores of his own liberal providing, is addressing friendly encouragements to the Don: 'My good friend, you see I have brought you clothing for ten thousand men, viz., cheese, shoes, stockings, belts, and small clothes, besides arms and ammunition, and if that won't do I'll bring you Gully and Gregson, and the Devil is in it if they won't do!'
His new ally is grateful, and especially looks forward to the assistance of the prize-fighters: 'We thank thee, Johnny, for all thou hast brought, and if thou canst bring the other two we shall be more obliged to thee!'
John Bull has furnished his friend with a tolerably liberal outfit, piles of guns, bayonets, and swords, barrels of powder, shot galore, bales of stockings, shirts, coats, belts, shoes, with (for what reason is not shown) a marvellous selection of cheeses—Stilton, Cheshire, Gloucester, Cambridge, Yorkshire, Leicestershire, Cottenham, Bath, Wiltshire, Cream, Derbyshire, &c.; a sack of gold pieces is also included amongst the supplies: we learn that at one time, on the Peninsula, 'English guineas had no attraction, the dollar or moidore was the medium; but since guineas have been introduced in payment of the army the natives seem to appreciate their value.'