On The Forces when thus United Sailing from Canso to Cape-Breton

The Forces thus compleat, they all agree, To forward the intent, they put to Sea, Then with Full-sail, to the intended Shore, Under chief Convoy of the Commodore, Direct their Course, and soon arrive i'th' Bay Of Chappaurogue, where they intend to stay. Large Ships of war, remain as guards without, Priv'teers to clear, the coast scour the seas about.

This scheme so laid in Politicks of War, The' Gallics 'nought of this our motion hear, Surpriz'd they are, & struck with pannick fear. Ensigns of War, ours, gallantly display, At Harbours mouth, and in the brightned Bay, Jack, Ant'ent, Pendant, these they all let flie, Charming appearance, daz'ling to the Eye. Whilst French, with terror, & confusion seis'd With these displays of War, stand all amaz'd. God did our Force conduct, preserve from fear, His praises therefore, let us all, declare.