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THE NAVAL OFFICER.
CHAPTER III.
The might of England flush’d
To anticipate the scene;
And her van the fleeter rush’d
O’er the deadly space between.
"Hearts of oak!" our captains cried; when each gun
From its adamantine lips
Spread a death-shade round the ships,
Like the hurricane eclipse
Of the sun.
Campbell.
Considering my youth and inexperience, and the trifling neglect of which I was accused, there are few, even of the most rigid disciplinarians, who will not admit that I was both unjustly and unkindly treated by the first lieutenant, who certainly, with all my respect for him, had lent himself to my enemies. The second lieutenant and Mr. Murphy did not even conceal their feelings on the occasion, but exulted over my disgrace.
