While, though 't was dawn, the Turks slept fast as ever.
At seven they rose, however, and survey'd
The Russ flotill getting under way;
'T was nine, when still advancing undismay'd,
Within a cable's length their vessels lay
Off Ismail, and commenced a cannonade,
Which was return'd with interest, I may say,
And by a fir of musketry and grape,
And shells and shot of every size and shape.
For six hours bore they without intermission