"God save the beloved King Louis !
(For so he was nicknamed by some),
And now came my father to do his
King's orders and beat on the drum.
My grandsire was dead, but his bones
Must have shaken, I'm certain, for joy,
To hear daddy drumming the English
From the meadows of famed Fontenoy.
" So well did he drum in that battle
That the enemy show'd us their backs;
Corbleu ! it was pleasant to rattle
The sticks and to follow old Saxe!
We next had Soubise as a leader,
And as luck hath its changes and fits,
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