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poems.
On sea, on land, the thund'ring gun
Told where their noble work was done;
The broad, calm heaven reveal'd the blaze
Of conquer'd cities to the gaze.

Soldiers of France, your praise shall ring
Through the wide world! each tongue shall
Of England's valour!—nobly blest,
A shield of nations,—glorious crest!

Sebastopol! the Russians' pride,
England and France its spoil divide;
And loud the Black Sea's moaning wave
Echoes above the war-ships' grave.

Let us rejoice that o'er the main
The allied fleet alone shall reign;
The allied armies too shall spread
Protection o'er the feeble head.

Down with all tyrants! Rise and reign,
Justice and Peace, o'er land and main!
And sacred truth in power be shown
Where'er the conqu'ring arm is thrown.

God save the Queen! and may the hand
So firm, so valiant, in command,
Soothe the sad hearts that now must mourn
For those who never will return.