« 上一頁繼續 »
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
Then Denmark blest our chief,
As death withdrew his shades from the day.
Now joy, old England, raise !
Brave hearts! to Britain's pride
Once so faithful and so true,
On the deck of fame that died, -
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?'