For He is an Englishman

[Captain]
(spoken) Hold!
Pretty daughter of mine,
I insist upon knowing
Where you may be going
With these sons of the brine.
For my excellent crew,
Though foes they could thump any,
Are scarcely fit company,
My daughter, for you.

[Crew]
Now, hark at that, do!
Though foes we could thump any,
We are scarcely fit company
For a lady like you!

[Ralph]
Proud officer, that haughty lip uncurl!
Vain man, suppress that supercilious sneer,
For I have dared to love your matchless girl,
A fact well known to all my messmates here!

[Captain]
(Spoken) Oh, horror!

[Josephine and Ralph]
He/I, humble, poor, and lowly born,
The meanest in the port division
The butt of epauletted scorn
The mark of quarter-deck derision
Has dared to raise his wormy eyes
Above the dust to which you'd mould him/me,
In manhood's glorious pride to rise,
He/I is/am an Englishman, behold him/me!

[All]
He is an Englishman!

[Boatswain]
He is an Englishman!
For he himself has said it,
And it's greatly to his credit,
That he is an Englishman!

[All]
That he is an Englishman!

[Boatswain]
For he might have been a Roosian,
A French, or Turk, or Proosian,
Or perhaps Itali-an!

[All]
Or perhaps Itali-an!

[Boatswain]
But in spite of all temptations
To belong to other nations,
He remains an Englishman!
He remains an Englishman!

[All]
For in spite of all temptations
To belong to other nations,
He remains an Englishman!
He remains an Englishman!