PEACE AND DUNKIRK.
BEING AN EXCELLENT NEW SONG UPON THE SURRENDER OF DUNKIRK TO GENERAL HILL. 1712.
To the Tune of, "The King shall enjoy his own again."
I.
SPITE of Dutch friends and English foes,
Poor Britain shall have peace at last:
Holland got towns, and we got blows;
But Dunkirk's ours, we'll hold it fast.
We have got it in a string;
And the whigs may all go swing,
For among good friends I love to be plain;
All their false deluded hopes
Will, or ought to end in ropes;
"But the Queen shall enjoy her own again."
II.
Sunderland's run out of his wits,
And Dismal double Dismal looks;
Wharton can only swear by fits,
And strutting Hal is off the hooks;
Old Godolphin full of spleen,
Made false moves, and lost his queen;
Harry look'd fierce, and shook his ragged mane;
But a prince of high renown
Swore he'd rather lose a crown,
"Than the Queen should enjoy her own again."
III. Our
