HMS Clio can refer to any of three Royal Navy ships named after the Greek muse of history:
HMS Clio was Cruizer-class brig-sloop of the Royal Navy, launched at James Betts' shipyard in Mistleythorn on 10 January 1807. Her establishment was 71 officers and men, 24 boys and 20 marines. She served in the Baltic during the Napoleonic Wars, accomplished the re-establishment of British rule on the Falkland Islands in 1833, and participated in the First Opium War. She was broken up in 1845.
In February 1807 Commander Thomas Folliott Baugh commissioned her and sailed her to the Leith Station on the North Sea. Here he succeeded in taking several prizes, but not until 1808.
The first appears to have been the Helyra, Hook, master, from Bergen, which Clio sent into Leith in July. Then on 21 September 1808, while she was cruising off Fleckoro, Clio captured a small Danish privateer armed with six guns and carrying a crew of eleven men. The captured vessel arrived at Leith on 12 October.
On 7 December she captured the Vrouw Heltya.
On 30 March 1808, during the Gunboat War, Clio entered Tórshavn, the capital of the Faroe Islands, and briefly captured the fort at Skansin. The fort surrendered without firing a shot as the landing party approached. The landing party spiked the fort's eight 18-pounder guns and took all the smaller guns and weapons before leaving. Shortly after, on 6 May, a German privateer who had assumed the name "Baron von Hompesch" plundered the defenceless city and seized the property of the Danish Crown Monopoly. The Admiralty Prize Court, however, refused to condemn it as a lawful prize. Later, after the Jørgen Jørgensen affair (see also HMS Talbot), Britain declared the Faroese, the Icelanders, and the settlers in Greenland as "stranger friends" who were to be left in peace.
HMS Clio was a wooden 22-gun Pearl-class corvette, built at Sheerness Dockyard and launched on 28 August 1858. She was the flagship of the Australia Station between 3 September 1870 and 16 October 1873, and from 1876 was used as a school ship.
Her first commission was on the Pacific Station and in 1860 she protected Panama City and the French citizens living within the city. While in the Pacific she was dismasted in bad weather. She returned to England and placed in reserve. Under the command of Commodore Frederick Stirling, she became the flagship of the Australia Station on 3 September 1870. In 1871, she was holed after striking an unchartered rock in Bligh Sound and was beached to prevent sinking. HMS Virago provided assistance and made temporary repairs enabling the ships the sail to Wellington, where she was repaired, prior to sailing to Sydney to be dry docked.
She transferred the pennant of flagship to HMS Pearl and sailed for Portsmouth on 16 October 1873. In 1877 she became a school ship, stationed on the Menai Strait at Bangor, and had 260 pupils. She was sold for scrap and broken up in 1919.
In Greek mythology, Clio (/ˈkli.oʊ/ or, more rarely, /ˈklaɪ.oʊ/; from Greek: Κλειώ; "made famous" or "to make famous"), also spelled Kleio, is the muse of history, or in a few mythological accounts, the muse of lyre playing. Like all the muses, she is a daughter of Zeus and the Titaness Mnemosyne. Along with her sisters, she was considered to dwell either Mount Helicon or Mount Parnassos. Other common locations for the Muses were Pieria in Thessaly, near to Mount Olympus. She had one son, Hyacinth, with one of several kings, in various myths—with Pierus, King of Macedon, or with king Oebalus of Sparta, or with king Amyclas, progenitor of the people of Amyclae, dwellers about Sparta. Some sources say she was also the mother of Hymenaios. Other accounts credit her as the mother of Linus, a poet that was buried at Argos, but Linus has a number of differing parents depending upon the account, including several accounts where he is the son of Clio's sisters Urania or Calliope.
All of the Muses were considered to be the best practitioners of their fields, and any mortal challenging them in their sphere was destined to be defeated. They were often associated with Apollo. The most common number of the Muses is 9, but the number is not always consistent in earlier mythologies.Hesiod is usually considered to have set their number, names, and spheres of interest in his poem Theogony.
Clio is the muse of history in Greek mythology.
Clio may also refer to:
The Clio was a three-masted barque (1838-1866) built of black birch, pine and oak at Granville, Nova Scotia, (weight: 473 tons). She was registered at St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador on completion. For many years she crossed back and forth over the Atlantic, bringing timber from Quebec, Canada which was then sailed to Padstow, Cornwall. In Cornwall she was loaded with passengers who then sailed back to Canada. Many of these passengers were Cornish people emigrating to the United States.
First, she was sold to Avery, the well-established Padstow merchant house. As a brand new deep water square rigger owned by Padstow, a full Lloyd's surveying port, trading from Padstow to Quebec City and other North American ports taking substantial numbers of emigrants and returning with prime timber for Padstow's expanding shipyards in some ways she marks the zenith of Padstow shipping. At least two diaries exist describing the transatlantic journeys
Rawle and Easthorpe (master) took over from Avery and Brown (master) in 1845, until 185- when the problem of passing the Doom Bar persuaded them that she was too big for Padstow. She carried on as a Quebec trader, sailing from Falmouth and Plymouth and even from Gloucester. In 1865 J. Moore of Stonehouse, Devon was her owner, and her record ends with the note "Abandoned at Sea 3 July 1866".
HMS or hms may refer to:
[Scratches for intro]
"Give it up"
"We have control of this transmission"
[repeat x3]
[Mz. Kilo]
Boo yow, time for me to spark up the scenery
So tell me what you need for a bitch like me
to get loco, insane, psycho, no brain
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More sir like some bomb ass chronic
When it's dipped in a gallon of water, know what I'm sayin?
But I don't touch that shit cos that'll stun ya
But see me, I'm doper than the whole country of Colombia
So buck buck to all the players in the click
cos the B-L-A-C-K M-A-F-I-A
Already done sewed up, umm half the shit
(Yeah, so motherfuckers deal wit it) Come on
So now I'm screamin to you has-been hoes
who been tryin to get ya stripes back but see ya comin wack
I need some elbow room, I need some fuckin wall space
so I can make ya wanna free base, yo (yeah)
And then ya all O.D. on the shit
Cos I be kickin some bomb ass lyrics
So get hip to the G-Funk, pop it in ya trizznuck
and just roll because it helps
I ain't really sayin that I'm all that
But if my lyrics is phat, then label me that
See cos too many motherfuckers they try to label me like a sucker
But I lace more mics than Nike sells Flights
Cos ain't nobody givin away props
and if ya beggin for em, you need to stop so aah
[Hook: Cold187Um]
Tell me is she wrong
Cos she thinks shit's done with the gangsta tone
Tell me is she wrong
Cos she thinks shit's done with the gangsta tone
Tell me is she wrong
Cos she thinks shit's done with the gangsta tone
Tell me is she wrong
Tell me is she wrong
[Mz. Kilo]
See now fools be suckin that plastic
for that fast hit but they pass quick
And niggas be smokin that home grown
but you should leave it alone and get a hit of the indo homes
See it's straight elementary loc
I gotta move some weight, so I can't choke
Cos if I choke, I'm goin up in smoke (Ugh)
So I'ma open the fire and go for broke uhh
Because my lingo is like a gang of, the proper yayo
You can flip it and flip it and then it grow, uhh
That's why they call me the K-I-L-O, ain't nuttin mellow
but the flow, and my funky (hello)
So let's take em to the flow zone
while they get their rolls on, get their proper rolls on
Cos I'ma hop it like a Deuce with twelve switches
And clown on you punk bitches
Cos I'm not blowin up niggas' pagers, niggas is blowin up mine
And I might slip in on you suckers like I said in my rhyme
It's like I'm turnin on the light and my roach is clear
Guess what? That's how I'm feared
Because the clip is in the motherfuckin Glock
When I'm all on your ass is when I stop so aah
[Hook]
[Mz. Kilo]
I got flavor, better yet about thirty-one of em
and if I choose to give you some then nigga you's a lucky one
Cos this ain't a game that I'm playin to lose
Cos almost only counts in grenades and horseshoes
So swing to the funk as your ears poppin
and if I was in the pen I'd have a teardrop fool
I ain't comin up in second place
I carry a Glock in my purse, don't expect my fuckin mace
Cos I don't wanna hello wait
I hello buck buck buck, puttin slugs in your fuckin face
Mz. Kilo goin psycho
at night witta pistol, sippin on cisco
And like I said I got the shit for ya
See I'm half way through and I still owe ya, ugh
Cos I'ma take you back like good friend
(Like mom's fried chicken, greens and cornbread)
See black people need to be proud to be black
And white folks need to quit holdin us back
They say "We Shall Overcome" but we ain't come up yet
I got the ends, the ends and not the respect
So think about what's really goin on
while I'm livin next door in a bigger home so aah