Haste, mighty chief! our injur'd rights restore!
Quick spread thy sails for Albion's longing shore!
Haste, mighty chief! ere millions groan enslav'd;
And add three realms to one already saved!
While Freedom lives, thy memory shall be dear,
And reap fresh honours each returning year;
Nations preserv'd shall yield immortal fame,
And endless ages bless thy glorious name!