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ACTION OFF COPENHAGEN 295
Soft sigh the winds of Heaven
O'er your grave ! While the billow mournful rolls And the mermaid's song condoles, Singing—glory to the souls
Of the brave. |
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ACTION OFF COPENHAGEN.
You undaunted sons of Britannia, lend an ear,
A story concerning a fight you shall hear.
It was on March the 12th, my boys, our fleet did sail
Out of Yarmouth with a sweet and pleasant gale.
Our Commander-in-Chief, Admiral Parker by name, And Vice-Admiral Nelson, that man of great fame, And Rear-Admiral Graves which drew up the rear, While so boldly for Elsenore Castle we steer'd.
On the 13th we so boldly pass'd Elsenore by, While so many thousand shot and shells they did fly; Then straight for Copenhagen our fleet they did steer, And we anchor'd abreast of the town without fear.
On the second of April it was the glorious day When bold Nelson's division they got under weigh— Each ship set for action, each man to his gun, Resolv'd so boldly we was for to run.
It was into the roads where the Danish flag did fly,
Determin'd alongside of their fleet for to lie;
Said we will make them to strike, my boys, or else we'll send them
down, There for to storm and set fire to their town.
The first was the Edgar, she did lead the van, At eleven o'clock the heavy fire began, The Ardent and GZatton, the rest did the same, The Defiance and Monarch behaved with great fame. |
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