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...ENGLAND, A NAVAL ODE. > i. YE Mariners of England ! That guard our native seas : Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle, and the breeze! Your glorious...rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow. 102 ii. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave! — For the deck it was their field...

...every turf beneath their feet, Shall be a soldier's sepulchre. YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND, A NAVAL ODE. YE Mariners of England! That guard our native seas; Whose...rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow. 148 II. The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave I—- For the deck it was their field...

...ENGLAND, A NAVAL ODE. L: YE Mariners of England! That guard our native seas : Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle, and the breeze! Your glorious...rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow. IL The spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave ! — For the deck it was their field of...

...Where Blake (the boast of freedom) fell Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep When the stormy tempests blow;— While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow! Britannia needs no bulwark, No towers along the steep ; Her march is o'er the mountain.waves, Her home...

...country's pride, In Talavera's victory ! YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND. CAMPBElt. YE mariners of England, Who guard our native seas, "Whose flag has brav'd, a thousand...sweep through the deep, While the stormy tempests blow ; ^Vhile the battle rages loud and long. And the stormy tempests blow. The spirits of your fathers...

...Blake, the boast of freedom, fell, Your manly hearts shall glow, As ye sweep through the deep, When the stormy tempests blow : — While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy tempests blow ! Britannia needs no bulwark, No towers along the steep 5 " [Author of ' The Pleasures of Hope,' '...

...will „ , But the scent of the Roses will hang round it still. YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND, T. Campbell YE Mariners of England ! That guard our native seas ;...spirits of your fathers Shall start from every wave !— T. 'For the deck it was their field of fame, And Ocean was their grave : Where Blake and mighty...

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