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