Ye Mariners of England

Original Text: 
The Morning Chronicle. London, 1801- .
1   Ye Mariners of England
2That guard our native seas,
3Whose flag has braved, a thousand years,
4The battle and the breeze--
5our glorious standard launch again
6To match another foe!
7And sweep through the deep,
8While the stormy winds do blow,--
9While the battle rages loud and long,
10And the stormy winds do blow.
11   The spirits of your fathers
12Shall start from every wave!
13For the deck it was their field of fame,
14And Ocean was their grave.
15Where Blake and mighty Nelson fell
16Your manly hearts shall glow,
17As ye sweep through the deep,
18While the stormy winds do blow,--
19While the battle rages loud and long,
20And the stormy winds do blow.
21   Britannia needs no bulwarks,
22No towers along the steep;
23Her march is o'er the mountain waves,
24Her home is on the deep.
25With thunders from her native oak
26She quells the floods below,
27As they roar on the shore
28When the stormy winds do blow,--
29When the battle rages loud and long
30And the stormy winds do blow.
31The meteor flag of England
32Shall yet terrific burn,
33Till danger's troubled night depart
34And the star of peace return.
35Then, then, ye ocean warriors!
36Our song and feast shall flow
37To the fame of your name,
38When the storm has ceased to blow,--
39When the fiery fight is heard no more,
40And the storm has ceased to blow.
Publication Start Year: 
1801
RPO poem Editors: 
J. D. Robins
RPO Edition: 
2RP.2.150.