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Out spoke the victor then, As he haild them o'er the wave, • Ye are brothers ! ye are men! * And we conquer but to save :• So peace instead of death let us bring. • But yield, proud foe, thy fleet, • With the crews, at England's feet, • And make submission meet

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Then Denmark blest our chief,
That he gave her wounds repose ;
And the sounds of joy and grief, .
From her people wildly rose ;

As death withdrew his shades from the day.
While the sun look'd smiling bright
O’er a wide and woeful sight,
Where the fires of fun’ral light
Died away.

VII.

Now joy, old England, raise !
For the tidings of thy might,
By the festal cities' blaze,
While the wine cup shines in light;
And yet amidst that joy and uproar,
Let us think of them that sleep,
Full many a fathom deep,
By thy wild and stormy steep,
Elsinore !--

VIII.

Brave hearts! to Britain's pride

Once so faithful and so true,

On the deck of fame that died, -
With the gallant good Riou:'
Soft sigh the winds of heav'n o'er their grave!
While the billow mournful rolls,
And the mermaid's song condoles,
Singing glory to the souls
Of the brave!

Captain Riou, justły entitled the gallant and the good, by Lord Nelson, when he wrote home his dispatches.

LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER.

A CHIEFTAIN to the Highlands bound,

Cries, · Boatman, do not tarry! • And I'll give thee a silver pound,

To row us o'er the ferry.'-.

• Now who be ye, would cross Lochgyle,

• This dark and stormy water!• Oh I'm the chief of Ulva's isle,

• And this Lord Ullin's daughter.

• And fast before her father's men

• Three days we've Aed together, • For should he find us in the glen,

• My blood would stain the heather.

His horsemen hard behind us ride ;

• Should they our steps discover, • Then who will cheer my bonny bride

- When they have slain her lover?'

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