[Picture: The Press-gang]
From the Custom House it is but a few steps to Tower-hill. Well, there
is a view of it, and of the Tender, which is an old man-of-war, riding at
anchor on the Thames, for the purpose of receiving impressed men for the
king’s service.
Say, Mr. Lieutenant, before I surrender,
By what right you take me on board of your tender?
In the peaceable trader I rather would be,
And no man-of-war, Sir, I thank you, for me.