As we came on we fired the bow gun, then, lying nearer her, began with broadsides.
She gave to the cheese-box, or to the armoured turret, one after the other, three broadsides.
Indeed, she had twice poured her broadsides into the Richard.
But it is not among the broadsides that our xxxiii noblest ballads are found.
So, day after day, he riddles the bedlam about him with his ...