Nelson & His World

Discussion on the life and times of Admiral Lord Nelson
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 Post subject: Any skilled Googlers?
PostPosted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 11:39 pm 
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Can anyone help me locate the full text of a poem of which I have been able to find only a few lines quoted. If it does not have 101 verses I would like to consider it for the anthology that's almost complete.

It was written by Lord Teignmouth, an active and evangelical Christian, on the death of Nelson. He was a good friend of Henry Blackwood who gave a copy of the poem to every man in 'Victory' after the battle.

The partial text I have reads:

'Thus wept, thus honoured in his grave
Now Nelson sleeps - yet Britons, know
'Twas Heaven the power to Nelson gave,
'Twas God, through him, subdued the foe'.

T.i.a. for any help


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I think it might have 101 verses!

It looks as though it was published anonymously as 'Nelson's Tomb: Inscribed to the Army, Navy, and Volunteers of the United kingdom', printed for Hatchard, 1806.

The 'Memoir of the Life and Correspondence of John, Lord Teignmouth' includes only the concluding verses:

A spirit from his tomb shall rise,
Which heroes, yet unborn, shall warm :
What valour marks their glowing eyes!
How fierce they meet the battle's storm!

Long as Trafalgar's rock shall stand,
Or Nile his floods to Ocean bring.
Or surges lash the Danish strand,
Each age with NELSON'S fame shall ring:

And future Bards, in rapturous lays,
His worth, his deeds, his death shall tell;
Whilst Britons, kindling at his praise,
Transported, on the tale shall dwell.

What nerved his arm, what steel'd his breast ?—
His Country's cause.—By this inspired,
Foremost where danger call'd, he prest.
And, glorious, in her cause expired.

In every British heart enshrin'd,
Though dead, his memory still shall bloom,
And, by his Country's love entwin'd,
A fadeless wreath shall crown his tomb.

Thus wept, thus honour'd in his grave,
Now NELSON sleeps;—yet, Britons! know, '
Twas Heaven the power to NELSON gave ; '
Twas GOD, through him, subdued the foe.

Safe in His might, oh court His love !
Thus arm'd, your conquering Hero fought:
He felt that strength comes from above;
From Heaven, success and strength he sought.

With Victory beaming on his crest,
Mark COLLINGWOOD, submissive, raise
His humble prayer to HIM, who blest
His arms—to HIM ascribe the praise.

Unblest the Realm which, proud, relies
On human foresight, human power,
Nor looks to HIM, the ONLY WISE,
Whose Will controls the varying hour.

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Tony


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 Post subject: Thanks!
PostPosted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 8:16 pm 
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Great! Thank you so much. I might just squeeze it in. Heavens, they do go on a bit, these Georgian poets. Never use one word where ten will do
( a bit like...er...me.)


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