Quote #19
Ye mariners of England, That guard our native seas; Whose flag has braved, a thousand years, The battle and the breeze!
More from Thomas Campbell
- Cease, every joy, to glimmer on my mind, But leave, oh! leave the light of Hope behind! What though my winged hours of bliss have been Like…
- While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
- And muse on Nature with a poet's eye.
- Britannia needs no bulwarks, No towers along the steep; Her march is o'er the mountain waves, Her home is on the deep.
- Who hath not owned, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name?
- The meteor flag of England Shall yet terrific burn, Till danger's troubled night depart, And the star of peace return.
- Hope, for a season, bade the world farewell, And Freedom shrieked-as Kosciusko fell!
- 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.