...were marching round the square, the high treble of the tiny toy whistle rising clear and shrill. " But of all the world's brave heroes, There's none that can compare, With a tow, row, row, with a tow, row, row, To the British Grenadiers." Round they came, the trumpeter, caught on the wings...

...pair were marching round the square, the high treble of the tiny toy whistle rising clear and shrill. But of all the world's brave heroes, There's none that can compare, With a tow, row, row, with a tow, row, row, To the British Grenadiers. Round they came, the trumpeter, caught on the wings...

...pair were marching round the square, the high treble of the tiny toy whistle rising clear and shrill. "But of all the world's brave heroes, There's none that can compare, With a tow, row, row, with a tow, row, row, To the British Grenadiers." Round they came, the trumpeter, caught on the wings...

...pair were marching round the square, the high treble of the tiny toy whistle rising clear and shrill. "But of all the world's brave heroes, There's none that can compare, With a tow, row, row, with a tow, row, row, To the British Grenadiers." Round they came, the trumpeter, caught on the wings...

...pair were marching round the square, the high treble of the tiny toy whistle rising clear and shrill: But of all the world's brave heroes There's none that can compare With a tow, row, row, With a tow, row, row, To the British Grenadiers. Round they came, the trumpeter, caught on the wings...

...hail in the river, They were smote, they were fallen, and had melted for ever. THE BRITISH GRENADIERS e chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus' self may heave his head names as these; But of all the world's brave heroes, there's none that can compare, With a tow, row,...

...airs. The British Grenadiers sounds with characteristic modesty, the praises of these stately warriors Some talk of Alexander And some of Hercules, Of Hector...none that can compare With a tow row, row row, row row, To the British Grenadiers. When'er we were commanded To storm the palisades, Our leaders march...

...nation, like Vanity Fair, without a hero. Today the English army marches to a tune the words of which are Some talk of Alexander, . And some of Hercules, Of Hector, and Lysander, And such great names as these. At least it may be said of Guy of Warwick, or Bevis of Hampton that they were Englishmen!...

...plaintive melodies and thump and jingle out the defiant, blaring strains, and they would all shout: "Some talk of Alexander, and some of Hercules; Of HECTOR and Lysander, and such great names as these. . . ." What fun! How they would all jump about and shout it, while his mother laughed...

...of the rock into the open, making a hideous hash of the first bars of the 'British Grenadiers' : f 'Some talk of Alexander And some of Hercules, Of Hector and Lysander, And such great names as these I" There was a far-off clapping of hands from the Ghurkas, and a roar from the Highlanders...