“I cut the ball right under At least an inch or more; It was a fatal blunder, For forty was his score. I gave him in the dark Fifteen, so did remark, ’Odds I’ll lay Any day, If he’ll give me a bisque, heigh ho!” * * * * * From _Tennis Cuts and Quips_. London: Field and Tuer, 1884. ――――:o:―――― HEARTS OF OAK. Come, cheer up, my lads! ’tis to glory we steer, To add something more to this wonderful year; To honour we call you, not press you like slaves; For who are so free as the sons of the waves? Hearts of oak are our ships, Hearts of oak are our men, We always are ready: Steady, boys, steady! We’ll fight and we’ll conquer again and again. We ne’er see our foes but we wish them to stay, They never see us but they wish us away: If they run, why, we follow, or run them ashore; For if they won’t fight us, we cannot do more. Hearts of oak, &c. They swear they’ll invade us, these terrible foes! They frighten our women, our children, and beaux; But should their flat bottoms in darkness get o’er, Still Britons they’ll find to receive them on shore. Hearts of oak, &c. Britannia, triumphant, her ships sweep the sea, Her standard is Justice――her watchword, “Be free;” Then cheer up, my lads! with one heart let us sing, “Our soldiers, our sailors, our statesmen and king.” Hearts of oak, &c. DAVID GARRICK. ―――― A NEW SONG. Come cheer up, my lads, ’tis to Freedom we steer; No tyrant dictators shall manage us here; No more shall they send vile dependents on Court, The birthright of Britons they ne’er will support. United by _Freedom,_ in _freedom_ remain; See _Fox_ still is ready, To our cause ever steady; Huzza! we’ll elect him again and again. Since first we adopted THE FOX,[12] as our choice, To injure the nation he ne’er lent his voice: His unshaken heart, stout, manly, and bold, Could ne’er be corrupted our cause to have sold. United by _Freedom_ &c. * * * * * From _The History of the Westminster Election_. 1784. ―――― COME, CHEER UP, MY LADS, MERRY CHRISTMAS IS NEAR.