Saw ye the streets when NELSON died,
When his funereal train drew near,
The troops arrang’d on every side,
The people gazing in the rear?
I saw the streets when NELSON died:
When his funereal car drew near,
Not one brave heart but deeply sigh’d,
Not one fair cheek without a tear!
A Nation’s grief bedew’d his grave;
Devotion mourn’d him as her own;
For, in the battle, truly brave,
He fear’d th’ OMNIPOTENT alone!
Oh! how it sooth’d the Hero’s shade,
Though weeping still at Trafalgar,
When in the grave his dust was laid
With all the pride and pomp of war!
Intomb’d in yonder hallow’d fane,
With requiems due his ashes rest;
Archangels, with a solemn strain,
Inshrin’d his spirit with the blest!
NELSON! to men and angels dear,
Thy name shall never, never die!
Britain embalms it with a tear,
And Fame records it with a sigh!
(John Mayne)
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