(New Yachtical Version.)
H.R.H. the P——e of W——s sings:—
When Vigilant, at Gould's command,
Came over here to sweep the main,
This was the lay that thrilled the land,
And Yankee Doodle loved the strain—
Lick Britannia! the fleet Britannia lick!
And Johnny Bull may cut his stick.
But Vigilant, less fast than thee,
Must in her turn before thee fall,