(1807) SHe's The Daughter Of The Breeze, SHe's The Darling Of The Seas, And We Call Her, If You Please, The Bright Medu--Sa; From Beneath Her Bosom Bare To The Snakes Among Her Hair SHe's A Flash O' Golden Light, The Bright Medu--Sa. When The Ensign Dips Above And The Guns Are All For Love, SHe's As Gentle As A Dove, The Bright Medu--Sa; But When The Shot'S In Rack And Her Forestay Flies The Jack, He's A Merry Man Would Slight The Bright Medu--Sa. When She Got The Word To Go Up To Monte Video, There She Found The River Low, The Bright Medu--Sa; So She Tumbled Out Her Guns And A Hundred Of Her Sons, And She Taught The Dons To Fight The Bright Medu--Sa. When The Foeman Can Be Found With The Pluck To Cross Her Ground, First She Walks Him Round And Round, The Bright Medu--Sa; Then She Rakes Him Fore And Aft Till He's Just A Jolly Raft, And She Grabs Him Like A Kite, The Bright Medu--Sa. SHe's The Daughter Of The Breeze, SHe's The Darling Of The Seas, And You'll Call Her, If You Please, The Bright Medu--Sa; For Till England'S Sun Be Set-- And It's Not For Setting Yet-- She Shall Bear Her Name By Right, The Bright Medu--Sa.