I.

I.

"Of Nelson and the North, Sing the glorious day's renown, When to battle fierce went forth All the might of Denmark's Crown, And her arms along the deep proudly shone; By each gun a lighted brand, In a bold, determined hand, And the Prince of all the land Led them on.

II.

"Like leviathans afloat Lay their bulwarks on the brine, While the sign of battle flew On the lofty British line. It was ten of April morn, by the chime; As they drifted on their path, There was silence deep as death, And the boldest held his breath For a time.

III.

"But the might of England flushed To anticipate the scene; And her van the fleeter rushed O'er the deadly space between. 'Hearts of oak!' our captain cried; when each gun From its adamantine lips Spread a death-shade round the ships, Like the hurricane eclipse Of the sun.