Likewise loyal Pitt, a statesman so bold,
Who scorns to be false, for interest or gold.
If then the Monsieurs should with their crafty guile,
E’er dare to molest us on Britain’s fair isle,
We’ll laugh at their fury, and malice so strong,
To Charon below how we’ll hurl them headlong.
Do they think that our muskets useless shall be,
When in numbers great, them advancing we see.
If they do, they’re mista’en, we’ll boldly proceed;
And conquer or die, ere ignobly we’ll yield;