NAVAL BALLADS OF BRITAIN.

Dunstan Times, Issue 2094, 10 September 1901, Page 4

NAVAL BALLADS OF BRITAIN.

Alongside the best hallads of Tenayson Mr J. A. R. Marriott would place fcha ballads ot Mr Henry Newbolt. The follow* inj; stanzas of are fit, he says, to be compared with soma of the best in " The Eevenge ":— Effingham, Grenville, Raleigh, Drake, Here to the bold and free 1 Benbow, Collingwood, Byron, Blake, Hail to thekinesof the sea! Admirals all for England's sake, Honour be yours, and fame, And honour, as long as the wares shall break, To Nelson's peerless name. Drake nor devil nor Spaniard feared, Their cities he put to the sack; He singed his (Jatho ic Majesty's beard, And harried his ships to rack. He was playing at Plymouth a rubber of howls When the Great Armada came, But he said, " They must wait their turn, good souls," A nd he stopped and finished the gams. Splinters were flyiDg above, below, When Nelson sailed the Sound, "Mark yon, 1 would not be elsewhere now," Said he, :'for a thousand pound," The Admiral's signal bade him fly. But he wickedly wagged his head, And he clapped the glass to his sightless eye, And " I'm d d if I see it," he said. Admirals all they s»id their say (Ihe echoes are ringing still), Admirals all they went their way To the hATen under the hill. But they left us a kimMom none can take. The realm of the chcling sea, To be ruled by the rightful sons of Blake And the Rodneys yet to be.