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When the navy of Gaul, our inveterate foes,
Call'd the valour of Britain their rage to oppose;
Brave Nelson who never in battle would yield,
For Britain and George nobly entered the field
To be true to the true land of freedom he swore;
As the blue that adorned the proud standard he bore.
When the hot rage of battle extending so wide,
Bade death o'er the fallen exultantly stride;
Encompass'd with danger he fearlessly fought.
Determin'd his ensign with life should be bought,
And true to his honour maintain'd it in death;
When slain, but victorious, he yielded his breath.
His remains were sent home to his dear native land,
With the standard, which dying he grasp'd in his hand,
And an eloquent token of praise to the brave,
The flagstaff was planted beside his cold grave,
Where as gratitude's tear wou'd the spot oft bedew,
Thus moisten'd - at length to a laurel it grew.