Come all you sailors bold Lend an ear,; Come all you sailors bold , Lend an ear: 'Tis of our admiral's fame, Brave Benbow call'd by name; How he fought on the main You shall hear. Brave Benbow he set sail For to fight, Brave Benbow he set sail For to fight: Brave Benbow he set sail With a fine and pleasant gale, But his captains they turned tail In a fright. Says Kirby unto Wade "I will run," Says Kirby unto Wade "I will run: I value not disgrace, Nor the losing of my place, My foes I'll not face With a gun." 'Twas the Ruby and Noah's Ark Fought the French, 'Twas the Ruby and Noah's Ark Fought the French: And there was ten in all, Poor souls they fought them all, They reckoned them not at all, Nor their noise. It was our admiral's lot, With a chain-shot, with a chain-shot; It was our admiral's lot, With a chain-shot, It was our admiral's lot, With a chain-shot, Our admiral lost his legs, And to his men he begs, "Fight on, my boys," he says, "'Tis my lot." While the surgeon dress'd his wounds, Thus he said, While the Surgeon dressed his wounds, Thus he said: "Let my cradle now in haste On the Quarter deck be placed, That the Frenchman I may face, 'Til I'm dead." And there bold Benbow lay Crying out, And there bold Benbow lay Crying out: "O let us tack once more, We'll drive them to the own shore, As our fathers did before Long ago." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...METRICAL FEET by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE MOUNTAIN LAUREL by ALFRED NOYES THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 51. WILLOWWOOD (3) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE SHEPHERD'S PIPE: SEVENTH ECLOGUE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |