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'Twas about the beginning of the present century	A
Bill Bowls was pressed and sent to sea	A
And conveyed on board the Waterwitch without delay	B
Scarce getting time to bid farewell to the villagers of Fairway	B
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And once on board the Waterwitch he resolved to do his duty	A
And God willing he'd marry Nelly Blyth the village beauty	A
And he'd fight for Old England like a jolly British tar	C
But he'd think of Nelly Blyth during the war	D
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The poor fellow little imagined what he had to go through	E
But in ail his trials at sea he never did rue	E
No the brave tar became reconciled to his fate	F
And he felt proud of his commander Captain Ward the great	F
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And on board the Waterwitch was Tom Riggles his old comrade	G
And with such a one as Tom Riggles he seldom felt afraid	H
Because the stories they told on board made the time fly away	B
And made the hearts of their messmates feel light and gay	B
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'Twas on a sunny morning and clear to the view	E
Captain Ward the close attention of his men he drew	E
Look he cried there's two Frenchmen of war on our right	I
Therefore prepare my men immediately to commence the fight	I
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Then the Waterwitch was steered to the ship most near	J
While every man resolved to sell his life most dear	J
But the French commander disinclined to commence the fight	I
Ordered his men to put on a press of canvas and take to flight	I
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But Captain Ward quickly gave the order to fire	K
Then Bill Bowls cried Now we'll get fighting to our heart's desire	K
And for an hour and more a running fight was maintained	L
Until the two ships of the enemy near upon the Waterwitch gained	L
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Captain Ward walked the deck with a firm tread	M
When a shot from the enemy pierced the ship's side above his head	M
And with a splinter Bill Bowls was wounded on the left arm	N
And he cried Death to the frog eaters they have done me little harm	N
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Then Captain Ward cried Fear not we will win the day	B
Now courage my men pour in broadsides without delay	B
Then they sailed round the St Denis and the Gloire	K
And in at their cabin windows they poured a deadly fire	K
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The effect on the two ships was fearful to behold	O
But still the Frenchmen stuck to their guns with courage be it told	O
And the crash and din of artillery was deafening to the ear	K
And the cries of the wounded men on deck were pitiful to hear	K
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Then Captain Ward to his men did say	B
We must board these French ships without dismay	B
Then he seized his cutlass ashe fearlessly spoke	P
And jumped on board the St Denis in the midst of the smoke	P
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Then Bill Bowls and Tom Riggles quickly followed him	Q
Then hand to hand the battle in earnest did begin	R
And the men sprang upon their foes and beat them back	S
And they hauled down their colours and hoisted the Union Jack	S
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But the men on board the St Denis fought desperately hard	T
But alas as the St Denis was captured a ball struck Captain Ward	U
Right on the forehead and he fell dead with a groan	V
And for the death of Captain Ward the sailors did cry and moan	V
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Then the first lieutenant who was standing by	W
Loudly to the men did cry	W
Come men and carry your noble commander to his cabin below	X
But there is one consolation we have beaten the foe	X
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And thus fell Captain Ward in the prime of his life	Y
And I hope he is now in the better land free from strife	Y
But alas 'tis sad to think he was buried in the mighty deep	Z
Where too many of our brave seamen do silently sleep	Z
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The St Denis and the Gloire were towed to Gibraltar the nearest port	A2
But by capturing of them they felt but little sport	A2
Because for the loss of Captain Ward the men felt woebegone	B2
Because in bravery they said he was next to Admiral Nelson	C2

William Topaz Mcgonagall

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