Forth sped thy gallant sailors, blithe and free,
Fearing nor foemanâ??s hate, nor iron clime,
Nor Limaâ??s flame, nor Plataâ??s fever-slime,
So they might give thee far Cathay in fee; ...
The Sunlight laughs along the serried stone
About whose feet the wastrel tide runs free;
Light lie the shipmasts, fairy-like to see,
Athwart the royal cityâ??s splendour thrown; ...
Great sea dog, fighter in the great old way!
What though thy ships were tinder, and the pest
Rotted thy ruffian crews that need had prest,
And all thy keels were clogged with foul decay, ...
Gallant is Spring along thy laughing hills,
With wattleâ??s loveliest scent and gleam of gold,
When the good rain hath quickened all thy mould,
And the hot musk thine air with incense fills. ...
Careless she lies along the Southern Main,
The lovely maiden, wanton with the spell
Of sun and vastness and the ocean swell:
Northward the great gnomes watch her beauty, fain ...
White soul of Englandâ??s glory, sovereign star!
Neâ??er shall disaster beat her down, nor shame,
While still she sees thee by the leaping flame
That kindled oâ??er Aboukir, near and far, ...
The Night is thick with storm and driving cloud,
Lurid at instants through the blackness break
Quick gleams of war across the perilous lake
From yonder isles that awe and magic shroud: ...
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