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Divider from 'The Snug Bit of Land in the Ocean', a chapbook printed in Glasgow in 1800

The SNUG BIT of LAND in the OCEAN

In the midst of the sea, like a tough man of war,
 Pull away pull away, yo ho! there,
Stands an island, surpassing all others by far;
 If you doubt it, you've only to go there;
By Neptune twas built upon Freedom's firm Base,
 And for ever't ill last, I've a notion;
All the world I defy to produce such a place,
 Pull away pull away pull away, pull, I say,
As the snug bit of land in the ocean.

From the opposite shore puff'd with arrogant pride,
 Pull away! pull away! so clever,
They've of swore, as how they would come alongside,
 And destroy the poor island for ever;
But Britannia is made of such durable stuff,
 And so tightly she's rigg'd, I've a notion,
She'd soon give the sauc invaders enough,
 Pull away, etc.
If they touch'd at the land in the ocean.

There was Howe, ever bold in the glorious cause,
 Pull away, pull away, so stout, boys.
Who gain'd on the first day of June such applause,
 And Monsieur he put to the rout boys
The next was St Vincent, who kick'd up a dust,
 As the Spaniards can tell, I've a notion
For they swore not to strike; says he, damme but you must,
 Pull away, etc.
To the lads of the land in the ocean.