Yet have we well begun, Battles so bravely won Have ever to the sun By fame been raised.

Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance, Longer will tarry; But putting to the main At Kaux, the mouth of Seine,…

Victor I will remain Or on this earth lie slain, Never shall she sustain Loss to redeem me.

When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, Now if thou wouldst, when all have given him over, From death to life thou mi…