r flirt your fan.
With a fa, &c.

IX.

When any mournful tune, you hear,
That dies in every note;
And if it sigh'd with each man's care,
For being so remote;
Think then, how often love we've made
To you, when all those tunes were play'd.
With a fa, &c.

X.

In justice, you cannot refuse,
To think of our distress;
When we for hopes of honour lose,
Our certain happiness;
All those designs are but to prove,
Ourselves more worthy of your love.
With a fa, &c.

XI.

And, now we've told you all our loves,
And likewise all our fears;
In hopes this declaration moves,
Some pity for our tears:
Let's hear of no inconstancy,
We have too much of that at sea.
With a fa, &c.

To maintain an evenness of temper in the time of danger, is certainly
the highest mark of heroism; but some of the graver cast have been apt
to say, this sedate composure somewhat differs from that levity of
disposition, or frolic humour, that inclines a man to write a song.
But, let us consider my lord's fervour of youth, his gaiety of mind,
supported by strong spirits, flowing from an honest heart, and, I
believe, we shall rather be disposed to admire, than censure him on this
occasion. Remember too, he was only a volunteer. The conduct of the
battle depended not on him. He had only to shew his intrepidity and
diligence, in executing the orders of his commander, when called on; as
he had no plans of operation to take up his thoughts why not write a
song? there was neither indecency, nor immorality in it: I doubt not,
but with that chearfulness of mind he composed himself to rest, with as
right feelings, and as proper an address to his maker, as any one of a
more melancholly disposition, or gloomy aspect.

Most commanders, in the day of battle, assume at least a brilliancy of
countenance, that may encourage their soldiers; and they are admired
for it: to smile at terror has, before this, been allowed the mark of a
hero. The dying Socrates discoursed his friends with great composure; he
was a philosopher of a grave cast: Sir Thomas Moore (old enough to be
my lord's father) jok'd, even on the scaffold; a strong instance of his
heroism, and no contradiction to the rectitude of his mind. The verses
the Emperor