My Lyrical Life Poems Old and New. By Gerald Massey |
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TURNER'S TEMERAIRE.
Another glorious tale to tell,
When nights are long and mirk;
How well she fought our fight, how well
She did our England's work;
The French ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire.
When nights are long and mirk;
How well she fought our fight, how well
She did our England's work;
The French ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire.
Bravely over the breezy blue
They went to do or die;
Proudly upon herself she drew
The Battle's burning eye:
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire.
They went to do or die;
Proudly upon herself she drew
The Battle's burning eye:
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire.
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Round her the glory fell in flood,
From Nelson's loving smile,
When, raked with fire, she ran with blood
In England's hour of trial!
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
From Nelson's loving smile,
When, raked with fire, she ran with blood
In England's hour of trial!
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
And when our darling of the Sea
Sank dying on his deck,
With her revenging thunders she
Struck down his foe—a wreck.
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
Sank dying on his deck,
With her revenging thunders she
Struck down his foe—a wreck.
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
Her day now draweth to its close
With solemn sunset crowned;
To death her crested beauty bows,
The night is folding round
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
With solemn sunset crowned;
To death her crested beauty bows,
The night is folding round
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
No more the big heart in her breast
Will heave from wave to wave.
Weary and war-worn, ripe for rest,
She glideth to her grave.
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
Will heave from wave to wave.
Weary and war-worn, ripe for rest,
She glideth to her grave.
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
In her dumb pathos desolate
As night among the dead!
Yet wearing an exceeding weight
Of glory on her head.
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
As night among the dead!
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Of glory on her head.
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
Good-bye! good-bye! Old Temeraire,
A sad and proud good-bye!
The stalwart spirit that did wear
Your sternness, shall not die.
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
A sad and proud good-bye!
The stalwart spirit that did wear
Your sternness, shall not die.
Our good ship Temeraire!
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
Through battle-blast, and storm of shot,
Your banner we shall bear;
And fight for it like those who fought
Our good ship Temeraire.
The grand old Temeraire.
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
Your banner we shall bear;
And fight for it like those who fought
Our good ship Temeraire.
The grand old Temeraire.
See her tugged to her last berth,
The fighting Temeraire!
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