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When he with those deep voices wrought, Guarding realms and kings from shame;
With those deep voices our dead captain taught
The tyrant, and asserts his claim
Preserve a broad approach of fame,
Was great by land as thou by sea;
Followed up in valley and glen
And barking for the thrones of kings;
On that loud sabbath shook the spoiler down;
A day of onsets of despair!
Last, the Prussian trumpet blew; Through the long-tormented air Heaven flashed a sudden jubilant ray, And down we swept and charged and overthrew.
So great a soldier taught us there, What long-enduring hearts could do In that world-earthquake, Waterloo! Mighty Seaman, tender and true, And pure as he from taint of craven guile,
O saviour of the silver-coasted isle, O shaker of the Baltic and the Nile, If aught of things that here befall Touch a spirit among things divine, If love of country move thee there at all,
Be glad, because his bones are laid by thine!
And thro' the centuries let a people's voice
In full acclaim,
A people's voice,
The proof and echo of all human fame,
A people's voice, when they rejoice At civic revel and pomp and game, Attest their great commander's claim
With honor, honor, honor, honor to him, Eternal honor to his name.
Remember him who led your hosts; He bade you guard the sacred coasts. Your cannons moulder on the seaward wall;
His voice is silent in your council