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But the devil seize Landais In that consort ship of France! For the shabby, lubber way That he worked the "Alliance" In the offing,--nor a broadside fired save to our mischance!-- When tumbling to the van, With his battle-lanterns set, Rose the burly Englishman 'Gainst our hull as black as jet,-- Rode the yellow-sided "Serapis," and all alone we met!