To Tune of the "Whose e'er been at Baldock," &c.
Draw nigh my good Folks whilst to you I Sing
Great Blak'ney[23] betray'd by N[ewcastle] and B[yng],
Before such a Story ne'er has been told
We're bought all, my Friends, by shining French gold.
Chorus.
To the Block with N[ewcastle] and Yard Arm with B[yng].
Terra ra ra ra ra ra ra ra ra ring.
[23] The Governor of Minorca, then eighty-five, "that gallant old man," as Lady Hervey (Letters, p. 219) justly calls him, "who had behaved like a hero of antiquity," had held out in Fort St. Philip for five weeks after Byng's retreat.