The miscellaneous works and novels of R. C. Dallas ::

Grateful glees to Duncan raise,
Chant we glory to his name;
Britain's voice resounds his praise,
Sons of Britain sing his fame.
Neptune's hero!
Britain's glory!
Britain's voice resounds his praise,
Sons of Britain sing his fame.

Scotia claims the valiant thane,
Bold he rush'd upon the foe:
Victor of the northern main,
Well he struck the glorious blow:
Valiant hero!
Scotia's glory!
Victor of the northern main,
Well he struck the glorious blow.

Britannia speaks, after which the Finale follows.

My valiant sons! for whom Britannia's breast
Now bounds exultant, now, by woe deprest,
Owns all the struggles of maternal care,
And eager every danger flies to share.

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Long may your arms support the common cause!
Long may your virtues claim a just applause!
Resist the gen'ral foe—her wiles unweave,
And all the rights of happiness achieve!
Rights which alone from sacred order flow,
Rights which confusion never can bestow.
And Oh! while yet in vision you confide,
Ere from your charmed sense this form shall glide,
Ideal being and an airy name,
To watch in Fancy's cell your bliss and fame,
Be from Britannia's lips this truth impress'd,
Nations, like men, by virtue must be bless'd.
In Virtue's train fair rule and order see,
A wise restraint, a noble liberty,
From laws by wisdom fram'd our blessings spring,
A people happy, and a patriot king.
These to maintain my former heroes led,
And many a British son hath nobly bled.
To-day my northern chief demands the song:
To him the sounds of triumph now belong.

University of Virginia Library

V. GLEE.

Britannia speaks, after which the Finale follows.