IV.

Rear high the monumental stone!--

To other days, as to his own,

Belong the Hero’s deathless deeds,

Who greatly lives, who bravely bleeds.

Not to a petty point of time

Or space, but wide to every clime

And age, his glorious fall bequeaths

Valour’s sword, and victory’s wreaths.

The rude but pious care of yore

Heap’d o’er the brave the mounded shore;

And still that mounded shore can tell

Where Hector and Pelides fell.

There, over glory’s earthly bed,

When many a wasting age had fled,

The world’s Great Victor pour’d his pray’rs

For fame, and monuments like theirs.

Happy the brave! whose sacred tomb

_Itself_ averts the oblivious doom,

Bears on its breast unfading bays,

And gives eternity of praise!

High, then, the monumental pile

Erect, for NELSON of the NILE!

Of TRAFALGAR, and VINCENT’S heights,

For NELSON of the hundred fights--

For Him, alike on shore and surge,

Of proud Iberia’s power the scourge;

And half around the sea-girt ball,

The hunter of the recreant Gaul.

Rear the tall shaft on some bold steep

Whose base is buried in the deep;

But whose bright summit shines afar

O’er the blue ocean, like a star.

Such let it be, as o’er the bed

Of Nilus rears its lonely head;

Which never shook at mortal might,

Till NELSON lanced the bolts of fight.

(What time the ORIENT, wrapt in fire

Blazed, its own seamen’s funeral pyre,

And, with explosive fury riven,

Sprang thundering to the midnight heaven.)

Around it, when the raven night

Shades ocean, fire the beacon-light;

And let it, thro’ the tempest, flame

The star of safety as of fame.

Thither, as o’er the deep below

The seaman seeks his country’s foe,

His emulative eye shall roll,

And NELSON’S spirit fill his soul.

Thither, shall youthful heroes climb,

The NELSONS of an after-time,

And, round that sacred altar, swear

Such glory and such graves to share.

Raise then, imperial Britain, raise

The trophied pillar of his praise;

And worthy be its towering pride,

Of those that live, of HIM that died!

Worthy of NELSON of the NILE!

Of NELSON of the cloud-capp’d Isle,

Of TRAFALGAR and VINCENT’S heights,

Of NELSON of the hundred fights!

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