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| TOLL for the Brave! | |
| The brave that are no more! | |
| All sunk beneath the wave | |
| Fast by their native shore! | |
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| Eight hundred of the brave | 5 |
| Whose courage well was tried, | |
| Had made the vessel heel | |
| And laid her on her side. | |
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| A land-breeze shook the shrouds | |
| And she was overset; | 10 |
| Down went the Royal George, | |
| With all her crew complete. | |
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| Toll for the brave! | |
| Brave Kempenfelt is gone; | |
| His last sea-fight is fought, | 15 |
| His work of glory done. | |
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| It was not in the battle; | |
| No tempest gave the shock; | |
| She sprang no fatal leak, | |
| She ran upon no rock. | 20 |
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| His sword was in its sheath, | |
| His fingers held the pen, | |
| When Kempenfelt went down | |
| With twice four hundred men. | |
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| Weigh the vessel up | 25 |
| Once dreaded by our foes! | |
| And mingle with our cup | |
| The tears that England owes. | |
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| Her timbers yet are sound, | |
| And she may float again | 30 |
| Full charged with England’s thunder, | |
| And plough the distant main: | |
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| But Kempenfelt is gone, | |
| His victories are o’er; | |
| And he and his eight hundred | 35 |
| Shall plough the wave no more. | |
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