Away to Newcastle, I ask’d him for why?—
To learn something there, for her sons now stand high,
They’ve been fighting the French off Cadiz,
They’ve been fighting the French off Cadiz.
Well, father, says I, but I don’t much like;
For the Frenchmen, they say, are so given to strike,
Yes, unto an Englishman; that’s it, you tyke!
Have you never yet learn’d the sea phrase?
Have you never yet learn’d the sea phrase?
Why, as to your sea frays, I know not, dear dad,