Our powerful navy shall no longer meet From all the world shall vindicate her trade. And while this famed emporium we prepare, The British ocean shall such triumphs boast, That those who now disdain our trade to share Shall rob like pirates on our wealthy coast. Already we have conquered half the war, And the less dangerous part is left behind; Our trouble now is but to make them dare And not so great to vanquish as to find. Thus to the eastern wealth through storms we go, And now, the Cape once doubled, fear no more! A constant trade-wind will securely blow And gently lay us on the spicy shore. John Dryden. XIX RULE BRITANNIA WHEN Britain first at Heaven's command This was the charter of her land, And guardian angels sang the strain: The nations not so blest as thee Must in their turn to tyrants fall, Whilst thou shalt flourish great and free- Still more majestic shalt thou rise, More dreadful from each foreign stroke; As the last blast which tears the skies Serves but to root thy native oak. Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame; And work their woe and thy renown. Thy cities shall with commerce shine; Rule Britannia! Britannia rules the waves! James Thomson. XX DOWN AMONG THE DEAD MEN HERE'S a health to the King and a lasting peace, To faction an end, to wealth increase! Come, let's drink it while we have breath, For there's no drinking after death; And he that will this health deny, Down among the dead men Down among the dead men- Down among the dead men let him lie! John Dyer. XXI GOD SAVE THE KING GOD save our lord, the King, Happy and glorious, O Lord, our God, arise, Frustrate their knavish tricks! Thy choicest gifts in store May he defend our laws, To sing with heart and voice Anonymous. XXII HEARTS OF OAK COME, cheer up, my lads, 'tis to glory we steer, men, We always are ready, Steady, boys, steady, We'll fight and we'll conquer again and again. We ne'er see our foes but we wish them to stay, If they run, why, we follow, and run them ashore, men, We always are ready, Steady, boys, steady, We'll fight and we'll conquer again and again. Still Britain shall triumph, her ships plough the sea, Her standard be justice, her watchword 'Be free'; Then, cheer up, my lads, with one heart let us sing Our soldiers, our sailors, our statesmen, our king. Hearts of oak are our ships, hearts of oak are our men, We always are ready, We'll fight and we'll conquer again and again. David Garrick. XXIII THE SLEEP OF THE BRAVE How sleep the brave who sink to rest William Collins. XXIV BOADICEA WHEN the British warrior queen, Sage beneath the spreading oak Full of rage, and full of grief: 'Princess! if our aged eyes All the terrors of our tongues. 'Rome shall perish,—write that word 'Rome, for empire far renowned, 'Other Romans shall arise Heedless of a soldier's name; Sounds, not arms, shall win the prize, Harmony the path to fame. 'Then the progeny that springs From the forests of our land, Armed with thunder, clad with wings, 'Regions Cæsar never knew Such the bard's prophetic words, She with all a monarch's pride 'Ruffians, pitiless as proud, Heaven awards the vengeance due; Empire is on us bestowed, Shame and ruin wait for you!' William Cowper. |