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A New Song,
On the Renewed Threat of Invasion

[Thomas Stott]
The Gentleman's Magazine, LXXIV (July 1804), p. 666

Tune, "All Trades."

While Gallia's upstart Emperor
    Invasion's threat renews,
Thus striving still to temper her,
    And gain his private views;
Around the British borders,
    Firm-bound in Union's tie,
All Arts, and Crafts, and Orders,
    The Despot's might defy.

All Scots, however varying,
    Respecting his dominion,
Quaker, Churchman, Presbyterian,
    Now hold but one opinion:
And that opinion will be shewn
    By many a vengeful blow,
If e'er t' assail her sea-girt throne
    Shall dare BRITANNIA'S foe.

Those whom the useful labours
    Of Husbandry employ,
Will turn their shares to sabres,
    The robbers to destroy;
Whilst Reapers, Mowers, Rakers,
    Collected in a band,
Will cut them down by acres,
    As fast as they can land.

The Carpenter and Weaver,
    Forsaking saw and loom,
Will use their whole endeavour
    To seal the Invader's doom:
The Whitesmith, Blacksmith, Nailor
    Will sally from the forge—
Nay, ev'n the very Tailor
    Fight like a man for GEORGE,

The Merchant and the Banker
    Will likewise play their part,
For, Trade is our Sheet-anchor,
    And all the World our Mart.
Yes! "Shopkeepers," whom they despise
    Who have no Shops at all,
Will soon the insolence chastise
    Of those proud Slaves of Gaul.

Then haste, ye slow Invaders!
    And bring your scheme to bear,
For, we industrious Traders
    Have little time to spare:
Send out your brigs, boats, schuyts, and praams,
    Nor longer keep in sconce;
And should the Crews at Sea take qualms,
    We'll settle them at once.

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