Music: Based on "The Princess Royal" in
John Walsh, The Complete Dancing Master, 1730,
adapted by William Shield (1754-1829), in The Lock and Key
cf. MISSISSIPPI by Bradshaw, Shenandoah Harmony, p. 288
Come, all ye jolly sailors bold,
Whose hearts are cast in honour's mould,
While English glory I unfold,
Hurra for the Arethusa!
She is a frigate tight and brave
As ever stemmed the dashing wave;
Her men are staunch
to their fav'rite launch,
And when the foe
shall meet our fire,
Sooner than strike we'll all expire,
On board of the Arethusa!
'Twas with the spring fleet she went out,
The English Channel to cruise about,
When four French sail, in show so stout,
Bore down on the Arethusa!
The famed Belle Poole straight a head did lie,
The Arethusa seemed to fly,
Not a sheet or a tack,
or a brace did she slack,
Tho' the Frenchmen laugh'd
and thought it stuff,
But they knew not the handful of men how tough,
On board of the Arethusa.
On deck five hundred men did dance,
The stoutest they could find in France,
We with two hundred did advance,
On board of the Arethusa.
Our captain hailed the Frenchman, "Ho!"
The Frenchmen then cried out, "Hallo!"
"Bear down, d'ye see,
to our Admiral's lee,"
"No, no," says he,
"that can't be,"
"Then I must lug you along with me."
Says the saucy Arethusa.
The fight was off the Frenchman's land,
We forced them back upon their strand,
For we fought till not a stick would stand,
Of the gallant Arethusa.
And now we've driven the foe ashore,
Never to fight with Britons more,
Let each fill a glass
to his fav'rite lass!
A health to the captain
and officers true,
And all that belong to the jovial crew,
On board of the Arethusa.
A spiritual paraphrase:
MISSISSIPPI
Words: anonymous in
Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the use of Christians, 1803
Music: MISSISSIPPI, arranged by [William?] Bradshaw in
Supplement to the Kentucky Harmony, 1820, an adaptation
of "Saucy Arethusa" in The Lock and Key
How happy every child of grace,
The soul that's filled with joy and peace,
That bears the fruits of righteousness,
And kept by Jesu's power,
Their trespasses are all forgiven,
They antedate the joys of heaven:
In rapturous lays
Shout the praise
Of Jesu's grace,
To a lost race
Of sinners, brought to happiness
Through the atoning blood of Jesus.
Satan may tempt, and hell may rage,
And all the powers of earth besiege;
Their united strength at once engage
To pluck a soul from Jesus:
The faithful soul laughs them to scorn,
He's heaven-bound, he's heaven-born,
He'll watch and pray,
Night and day,
Fight his way,
Win the day,
And all his enemies dismay,
Through the mighty name of Jesus.
O monster, Death, thy sting is drawn,
O, boasting Grave, the trophies won;
The saint triumphs through grace alone,
To praise the name of Jesus.
At length he bids the world adieu,
With all its vanity and show-
The soul it flies,
Through the skies,
To Paradise,
And joins its voice,
In rapturous lays of love to praise
The glorious name of Jesus.
When Gabriel's awful trump shall sound,
And rend the rocks, convulse the ground,
And gives to time her upmost bound,
Ye dead arise to judgment.
See lightnings flash and thunders roll,
The earth wrapped like a parchment scroll:
Comets blaze,
Singers raise,
Dread amaze,
And horrors seize
The guilty sons of Adam's race,
Unsaved from sin by Jesus.
The christian, filled with rapturous joy,
Midst flaming worlds he mounts on high,
To meet his Savior in the sky,
And see the face of Jesus.
Then soul and body reunite,
And filled with glory infinite:
Blessed day,
Christians say,
Will you pray,
That we may
All join that happy company,
To praise the name of Jesus.
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