‘You’ve heard of the Turks and the Greeks, For all Europe’s been told their bad habits, How they cut down each other like leeks, And the Turks slaughter children like rabbits: But John Bull could bear it no more, Said he, you death-dealers, I’ll stop you, And if you don’t both soon give o’er I swear by St George that I’ll whop you.’ It concludes with a cheer ‘for the staunch gallant crew, That manned the brave ship the Genoa’--a 76-gun ship whose captain, Walter Bathurst, was killed in the battle--on board of which the author perhaps served. A second, entitled _The Glorious Victory of Navarino_, gives more details: ‘On the 20th of October the glorious fight began, Bold Ibrahim vainly boasted he’d slaughter every man; But Codrington resolved was the _Asia_ should display A bright example to the rest, and he would lead the way. ‘The _Genoa_ and the _Albion_ he placed by his side And near to him De Rigny, commander of the _Armide_, The _Glasgow_ and the _Cambrian_, the _Dartmouth_ and the _Rose_ Were placed in fine order alongside of their foes.’ A fragment of a third ballad, said to consist of seventeen verses in all, is quoted by Mr. Kipling in _The Black Sheep_: ‘Our vanship was the _Asia_, The _Albion_ and the _Genoa_, And next came on the lovely _Rose_, The _Philomel_ her fireship closed, And the little _Brisk_ was sore exposed That day at Navarino.’ The intervention of England in the Syrian war in 1840, which fills so large a place in James Hannay’s naval novel, _Singleton Fontenoy_, produced a ballad on _The Capture of St. Jean d’Acre_ which will be found on p. 333. It attributes all the credit of the success to Charles Napier, and makes no mention at all of Sir Robert Stopford. It seems to have been written or at least inspired by someone serving on board the Wasp, from the particularity with which it relates the movements of that ship. The popularity of Napier comes out very plainly in the whole group of street songs and ballads relating to the Crimean war. ‘We’re off to the Baltic with Charley Napeer To singe the whiskers of the great Russian bear’ ran the chorus of a song which a friend of mine heard some sailors singing in the streets in 1854. _Give it to him, Charley_, is the title of another; _I am Baltic Charley and no Mistake_, is that of a third. In this last, the author, through the form of a dialogue, expresses the sympathy of the British public with the admiral in his quarrel with Sir James Graham: ‘“I have sailed too many miles at sea For any land-lubber to frighten me, I fought in Nelson’s victory Like a Briton,” said Baltic Charley. Said Jemmy to me “What have you done? Why did not you into danger run?” “I wopped the Russians at Bomarsund And a victory gained,” said Charley.