tho’ we gave our chearful aid, It did not much avail.

“And we were horribly afraid, And shook with terror, when They gave account the Frenchmen were More than a thousand menne.

“The news came on a Sabbath morn, Just att ye break o’ day; And with my companie of horse I galloped away.

“Our soldiers fell upon their reare, And killed twenty-five; Our young menne were so much enrag’d They took scarce one alive.

“D’Aillebout them did command, Which were but thievish rogues, Else why did they consent to goe With bloodye Indian dogges?

“And here I end my long ballad, The which you just heard said; And wish that it may stay on earth Long after I be dead.”