Of their friends were not ashamed,
nor of enemies afraid, Sir:
And little, little did they think,
when this ground they stood on, Sir,
To be so near drawn to the life,
now they're all dead and gone, Sir O the, &c
The GOLDEN DAYS WE now POSSESS
A Sequel to the favourite Song of good Q Bess
In the praise of Queen Bess,
lofty longs have been sung, Sir;
And her fame has been echo'd
by old and by young. Sir;
But from times that are pass'd,
we'll for once turn our eyes, Sir,
As the times we enjoy,
'tis but wisdom to prize, Sir
C H O R U S
That whate'er were the days of good Q. Bess,
Let us praise the golden days we now possess
Without armies combat, or
armadas to withstand. Sir,
Our loss at our feet, and this
sword in our hand. Sir;
Lasting peace we secure, while
we're Lords of the sea, Sir,
