English poem
Ii
by William Lyon Phelps (1865–1943)
God for King Charles! Pym and such carles To the Devil that prompts 'em their treasonous parles! Cavaliers, up! Lips from the cup, Hands from the pasty, nor bite take nor sup Till you're-- CHORUS.--Marching along, fifty-score strong, Great-hearted gentlemen, singing this song.