This page has been validated.
(7)
LORD NELSON'S GARLAND.
To England's fame another ray
Is added, boys, this glorious day!
And ſad deſpair is on its way
To gall the bold invader,
Who ſwore he would our iſle ſubdue;
Said Nelſon, 'D—me if you do!
'For ⟨ſhould⟩ your fleet
'With Britain's meet,
'We'll make you yield like daſtard ſlaves:
'For Britain ſtill muſt rule the waves,
In ſpite of gaſconaders.'
In Cadiz harbour long confin'd,
The French and Spauiſh fleet combin'd,
⟨Came⟩ out, to future evil blind,
Nor dreamt we were ſo near, boys.
Brave Nelſon's heart it beat with glee;
'Now is your time, my boys,' ſaid he,
'To give the blow,
'Lay Frenchmen low:
'Of twenty, boys, we may make ſure,
'And honours for that King ⟨ſecure⟩,
'Whom Britain doth revere, boys.'
