William McCarty, comp. The American National Song Book. 1842.
King George and Old IronsidesT
Restored to sense, was seen to tread the lawn,
Eager to learn the Constitution’s fate!
So says report—report sometimes will lie:
But reader, well thou know’st, full well as I,
This ship has troubled much his royal pate.
And the famed Java, in unlucky hour,
Received her frown, and shrunk beneath the tide,
Cæsar grew pale at first, then raved, and swore
Neptune was base, and Amphitrite was more,
Thus on the Yankee contests to decide.
The king resolves his sinking fame to save;
And many a ship is sent her course to trace,
Follow’d by squadrons, too, the sea to roam,
(The ponderous weight e’en makes old ocean groan,)
To give the single Constitution chase!
“Hey! hey! what news? what news? hey! hey!” he cries;
His majesty to hear was all agog;
When Stuart—Collier—Kerr—with crimson’d face,
Thus spake—“We gave the Constitution chase,
And, ah! great sire, we lost her in a fog!”
So then the foe escaped you, Stuart, hey?”
“Yes, please your majesty, and hard our fate”—
“But why not, Stuart, different courses steer?”
Stuart replied, (impute it not to fear,)
“We thought it prudent not to separate.”