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In many a fierce and noble fight,
Though foil'd on that Egyptian night,
When Gallia's host was drown'd,
And Nelson o'er his country's foes,
Like the destroying angel rose.
Though foil'd on that Egyptian night,
When Gallia's host was drown'd,
And Nelson o'er his country's foes,
Like the destroying angel rose.
A gay and gallant company,
With shouts that rend the air,
For warrior-wreaths upon the sea,
Their joyful brows prepare;
But many a maiden's sigh was sent,
And many a mother's blessing went,
And many a father's prayer,
With that exulting ship to sea,
With that undaunted company.
With shouts that rend the air,
For warrior-wreaths upon the sea,
Their joyful brows prepare;
But many a maiden's sigh was sent,
And many a mother's blessing went,
And many a father's prayer,
With that exulting ship to sea,
With that undaunted company.
The deep, that, like a cradled child,
In breathing slumber lay,
More warmly blush'd, more sweetly smiled,
As rose the kindling day;
In breathing slumber lay,
More warmly blush'd, more sweetly smiled,
As rose the kindling day;