For He is an Englishman Gilbert and Sullivan

[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!