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XII
A PAUSE BEFORE BATTLE
Horatia, reputed daughter by
Lord Nelson of Lady Hamilton, born 1799, spent her infancy and childhood
at Merton. A letter from Nelson to her mother says, “I beg, as my
dear little Horatia is to be at Merton, that a strong netting, about three
feet high, may be placed round the Nile [a streamlet in the garden, so
named by Lady Hamilton], that the little thing may not tumble in.”
Horatia married the Rev. P. Ward, and died on March 6, 1881. (Times,
March 10, 1881.)
Horatia, reputed daughter by Lord Nelson of Lady Hamilton, born 1799, spent her infancy and childhood at Merton. A letter from Nelson to her mother says, “I beg, as my dear little Horatia is to be at Merton, that a strong netting, about three feet high, may be placed round the Nile [a streamlet in the garden, so named by Lady Hamilton], that the little thing may not tumble in.” Horatia married the Rev. P. Ward, and died on March 6, 1881. (Times, March 10, 1881.)
21 October, 1805
In the dreadful calm, before
Thunder-peals of battle roar;
While each moment, as they go,
Wafts them nearer to the foe;
While, ere rival courage bleeds,
Life with Death yet intercedes;—
Kneeling by the bed that ne'er
Thee in life again shall bear,
As they kneel who love and fear,
Admiral, what dost thou here?
Thunder-peals of battle roar;
While each moment, as they go,
Wafts them nearer to the foe;
While, ere rival courage bleeds,
Life with Death yet intercedes;—
Kneeling by the bed that ne'er
Thee in life again shall bear,
As they kneel who love and fear,
Admiral, what dost thou here?
Clear across the brine he sees
Surrey hills, and Merton trees,
Where the fresh autumnal light
Gently gilds a cottage white,
Wall'd with jessamine and rose,
Vision of the heart's repose!
There the Lady of his love
Nestles with the nestling dove;
There, on baby fitful feet,
Strays the little daughter sweet.
Surrey hills, and Merton trees,
Where the fresh autumnal light
Gently gilds a cottage white,
Wall'd with jessamine and rose,
Vision of the heart's repose!
There the Lady of his love
Nestles with the nestling dove;
There, on baby fitful feet,
Strays the little daughter sweet.
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Darling! o'er whose sleeping head
His last prayers that night were shed,
Quitting one he loved too well,
With love's pang ineffable.
—Loved not wisely, could he know
How o'er those the years would go,
Desolate and drear, whom he
Left to us, his legacy,
Bitterer tears than tears of war
Had been pour'd for Trafalgar!
His last prayers that night were shed,
Quitting one he loved too well,
With love's pang ineffable.
—Loved not wisely, could he know
How o'er those the years would go,
Desolate and drear, whom he
Left to us, his legacy,
Bitterer tears than tears of war
Had been pour'd for Trafalgar!
Now for these again he pray'd,
Kneeling while the fight delay'd:—
Once more o'er that English home
Saw the sunbeams go and come;
Saw the garden-child at play
Call'd by Emma's knee to pray;
O'er the thought once more he smiled,
Lion-soul'd heroic child!
Then his place in calmness takes,
While the battle-thunder breaks.
Kneeling while the fight delay'd:—
Once more o'er that English home
Saw the sunbeams go and come;
Saw the garden-child at play
Call'd by Emma's knee to pray;
O'er the thought once more he smiled,
Lion-soul'd heroic child!
Then his place in calmness takes,
While the battle-thunder breaks.
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