Published at Ashburnham Cellor 101, Strand London Aug 4th 1803.

THE SOLDIER'S FAREWELL.

TO you, my dearest Nancy, I entrust my greatest charge—my children:—should I fall in the glorious cause, my family will receive succour from the fostering hand of my generous country.—I go to defend you all against the attacks of a daring Invader; one who threatens the shores of England with his desperate Legions: I go to preserve my wife and children from abject slavery.—Imprint in the minds of my boys, the deeds of their forefathers; teach them the history of Britannia's Heroes; tell them of Cressy's glorious field, when Edward raised his sable shield, and rushed to glory through an host of foes. The plains of Poictiers then shall be recorded, and Agincourt's tremendous Battle, when our Fifth Harry, with a Lion's heart, broke through the Gallic ranks, and lowered the pride of France!—Such are the deeds that lead to glorious emulation!—Ours is no common cause; we fight for our Liberty, our Religion, and our Laws, for every thing that is dear to our present existence, and also to posterity.—Dearest Nancy, adieu! the greater the danger, the more honor is to be gained:—in a short time I hope to return to you and my family, crowned with victorious laurels, torn from the brow of our insidious Foe. Then shall Peace and Plenty again visit our cottage, and happiness be the reward of virtue.—But hark! the trumpet sounds to arms—once more, Farewell!

Printed by D. N. SHURY, Berwick-street, Soho.