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of Britannia's land, Hither lead thy chosen band: Honour with the laurel crown, Valour, panting for renown; Enterprize, who waves on high The British flag of victory; And Fortitude, with awful state, Who soars above the storm of fate.

Oh! by the spirits of the brave, The heroes of Trafalgar's wave; And by our Nelson's sacred name, And by our Abercromby's fame, Do thou Britannia's sons inspire With all thy energy and fire: Teach them to conquer or to die With firm unshaken loyalty. Then may some bard record their praise In sweet enthusiastic lays; And hail the patriotic band, The guardians of their native land; Whose names shall live in warlike story, Consigned to everlasting glory.