Though stormy oceans round us roll, We'll keep a firm undaunted soul, Befriended by the cheering bowl, Sworn foes to melancholy: When timorous landsmen lurk on shore, 'Tis ours to go where cannons roar-- On a coasting cruise we'll go once more, Despisers of all danger; And Fortune still, who crowns the brave, Shall guard us over the gloomy wave; A fearful heart betrays the knave-- Success to the Hyder Ali. PHILIP FRENEAU. The Hyder Ali sailed down the bay April 8, 1782, and met the Englishman near the capes. By skilful manoeuvring, Barney was able to rake his antagonist; then, lashing fast, poured several broadsides in rapid succession into the enemy, who struck their colors at the end of thirty minutes. SONG ON CAPTAIN BARNEY'S VICTORY OVER THE SHIP GENERAL MONK [April 8, 1782] O'er the waste of waters cruising, Long the General Monk had reigned; All subduing, all reducing, None her lawless rage restrained: Many a brave and hearty fellow Yielding to this warlike foe, When her guns began to bellow Struck his humbled colors low. But grown bold with long successes, Leaving the wide watery way, She, a stranger to distresses, Came to cruise within Cape May: "Now we soon (said Captain Rogers) Shall their men of commerce meet; In our hold we'll have them lodgers, We shall capture half their fleet. "Lo! I see their van appearing-- Back our topsails to the mast-- They toward us full are steering With a gentle western blast: I've a list of all their cargoes, All their guns, and all their men: I am sure these modern Argos Can't escape us one in ten: "Yonder comes the Charming Sally Sailing with the General Greene-- First we'll fight the Hyder Ali, Taking her is taking them: She intends to give us battle, Bearing down with all her sail-- Now, boys, let our cannon rattle! To take her we cannot fail. "Our eighteen guns, each a nine-pounder, Soon shall terrify this foe; We shall maul her, we shall wound her, Bringing rebel colors low."-- While he thus anticipated Conquests that he could not gain, He in the Cape May channel waited For the ship that caused his pain. Captain Barney then preparing, Thus addressed his gallant crew-- "Now, brave lads, be bold and daring, Let your hearts be firm and true; This is a proud English cruiser, Roving up and down the main, We must fight her--must reduce her, Though our decks be strewed with slain. "Let who will be the survivor, We must conquer or must die, We must take her up the river, Whate'er comes of you or I: Though she shows most formidable With her eighteen pointed nines, And her quarters clad in sable, Let us balk her proud designs.