To my Younger Brother on his Entering the Army

Hail! thou dear thou gallant boy,

Oh! be our hero, be our joy;

May "love and glory" fire thy soul,

Inspir'd by virtue's pure controul;

And then our hearts with joy sincere,

Would bless our noble fuzileer.

Tho' we are now resign'd to grief,

It may be thine to bring relief;

Oh! let us see thy patriot name

Recorded in the lists of fame;

And then our hearts with joy sincere,

Will bless our noble fuzileer.