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Ode for Trafalgar Day, 1905

"Partial firing continued until 4.30, when a victory having been reported to the Right Honourable Lord Viscount Nelson, K.B., and Commander-in-Chief, he then died of his wound."—Log of the Victory, October 21, 1805.

England! to-day let fire be in thine eyesAnd in thy heart the throb of leaping guns;Crown in thy streets the deed that never dies,And tell their fathers' fame to all thy sons!Behold! behold! on that unchanging seaWhere day behind Trafalgar rises pale,How dread the storm to beDrifts up with ominous breathCloud after towering cloud of billowy sailFull charged with thunder and the bolts of death.
Yet when the noon is past, and thy delight,More delicate for these good hundred years,Has drunk the splendour and the sound of fightAnd the sweet sting of long-since vanished fears,Then, England, come thou down with sterner lipsFrom the bright world of thy substantial power,Forget thy seas, thy ships,And that wide echoing domeTo watch the soul of man in his dark hourRedeeming yet his dear lost land of home.

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