...look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of fun'ral light Died away. — Now joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cup shines in light; And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that -sleep,...

...look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of fun'ral light Died away — VII. Now joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cup shines in light; And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep,...

...look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of fun'ral light Died away.— VII. Now joy, old England, raise! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cup shines in light; And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that sleep,...

...away.— Now joy, Old England, raise, For the tidings of thy might;', J3y the festal cities' blaze, And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of...Elsinore. — Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride, Once so fatal and so true ; On the deck of fame that died, With the gallant, good Riou :* Soft sighs the winds...

...old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that eleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stormy steep, Elsinore ! VIII. Brave hearts! to Britain's...

...old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar,...that sleep, Full many a fathom deep, By thy wild and stonny steep, Elsinore ! Brave hearts ! to Britain's pride Once so faithful and so true, On the deck...

...look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the h'res of fun'ral light Died away. — Now joy, Old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that...

...look'd smiling bright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of fun'ral light Died away. — Now joy, old England, raise ! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' blaze, While the wine cup shines in light ; And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them that...

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...look'd smiling hright O'er a wide and woeful sight, Where the fires of fun'ral light . Died away.— Now joy, old England, raise! For the tidings of thy might, By the festal cities' hlaze, While the wine cup shines in light , And yet amidst that joy and uproar, Let us think of them...