ODE THE SECOND: IN WHICH IS THE SAILOR'S PRAYER BEFORE ENGAGEMENT, I. So formd the bolt, ordaind to break o Gaul's haughty plan, and Bourbon shake; If Britain's crimes support not Britain's foes, And edge their fwords: 0 power divine ! If blest by Thee the bold design, Embattled hosts a single arm o'erthrows. Il. Ye warlike dead, who fell of old In Britain's cause, by fame enroll'd In deathless annal! deathless deeds in pire; From oozy beds, for Britain's fake, Awake, illustrious chiefs ! awake; III. Our worth to weigh, our hearts to prove, Or firm to stand its final blow, When vital streams of blood shall flow, And turn to crimson the discolour'd main; IV. That IV. That day 's arriv'd, that fatal hour!.. “ Hear us, O hear, Almighty Power ! “ Our guide in counsel, and our strength in fight! “ Now war's important die is thrown, * If left the day to man alone, V. “And deep remorse, and fighs sincere “ A wrath, more formidable far “ Than angry nature's wasteful war, VI. “ To Thee, at nature's helm on high! 56 Steer thou our conduct, dread Omnipotence! " To Thee for succour we resort ; “ Thy favour is our only port; VII. " And, not unheard, thy boon implore ! Thy throne our bursts of cannon loud invoke: or Thou canst arrest the flying ball; 6. Or send it back and bid it fall “ On those, from whose proud deck the thunder broke. Q4 VIII. - Britain, VIII. “ To climes * remote, for aids in war; “ Still farther must it stretch to crush the foe; “ There's one alliance, one alone, “ Can crown her arms, or fix her throne ; « And that alliance is not found below. IX. « We learn obedience from the sea; « With seas, and winds, henceforth, thy laws fulfil: " "Tis Thine our blood to freeze, or warm; “ To rouze, or hush, the martial storm ;, « And turn the tide of conquest, at thy will. X. “ Or quench the glories of a crown; “ 'Tis Thine to doom, 'tis Thine from death to free; " To turn aside his level'd dart, “ Or pluck it from the bleeding heart:" There we cast anchor, we confide in Thee. XI. “ And streaming † lights nocturnal pour " Of frightful aspect! when proud foes invade, “ Their blafted pride with dread to seize, “ Bid Britain's flags, as meteors, blaze; « And George depute to thunder in thy stead. XII. « The * Ruilia. † Aurora Borealis. XII. 6 The right alone is bold and strong; « Black, hovering clouds appall the wrong « With dread of vengeance: nature's awful fire ! “ Less than one moment shouldlt Thou frowns, " Where is puissance and renown? XIII. « Thou, who durit curb the rebel main, “ Bid George repel a bolder tide, “ The boundless swell of Gallic pride; “ And check ambition's overwhelming wave. XIV. “ Ambition, tam'd by loss of blood, “ Let peace descend, and fhouting greet, “ With peals of joy, Britannia's fleet, « How richly freighted ! It, triumphant, brings « The poise of kingdoms, and the fate of kings." 66 IMPERIUM |