YE MARINERS OF ENGLAND.
Ye mariners of England,
Who guard our native seas,
Whose flag has braved a thousand years
The battle and the breeze!
Your glorious standard launch again,
To match another foe,
And sweep through the deep,
While the stormy winds do blow.
While the stormy winds do blow,
While the stormy winds do blow,
While the battle rages long and loud
And the stormy tempests blow.
The spirits of your fathers
Will start from every wave;
The deck it was their field of fame——
The ocean was their grave.
Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell
Your manly hearts will glow,
As you sweep through the deep,
While the stormy winds do blow.
While the stormy winds. &c.
The meteor-flag of England
Must yet terrific burn,
Till the stormy night of war depart,
And the star of peace return.
Then to our faithful mariners
The social can shall flow,
Who swept through the deep,
While the stomy winds did blow.
While the stormy winds did blow,
While the stormy winds did blow,
While the battle raged long and loud,
And the stonns of war did blow.