text:  A British sailor! 'twas thy proud delight Up glory's rugged pathway to aspire; Ready in council resolute in fight And Spartan coolness temper'd Roman fire! Yes; sixty years have pass'd since in thy prime Plunging from off the shatter'd Blanche o'erboard Amid the moonlight waves twas thine to climb La Pique's torn side and take the Frenchman's sword