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1801.1
Alteration of the Old Ballad
“Amator Patriae"
[Thomas Campbell]
The Courier (March 18, 1801)
The Morning Chronicle (March 18, 1801)
The Poetical Register and Repository of Fugitive Poetry, IV (1806),
pp. 233-234
The Shrewsbury Chronicle (September 4, 1807)
"Ye Gentlemen of England."
Composed on
The Prospect of a Russian War.
Ye Mariners of England
That guard our native Seas,
Whose Flag has brav'd a thousand years,
The Battle and the Breeze,
Your glorious Standard launch again,
To match another Foe,
And sweep thro' the Deep
While the Stormy Tempests blow—.
While the Battle rages loud and long
And the Stormy Tempests blow!
The Spirits of your Fathers
Shall start from ev'ry wave;
For the Deck it was their Field of Fame
And Ocean was their Grave!
Where BLAKE[1]
(the Boast of Freedom) fell[2]
Your manly hearts shall glow,
As ye sweep thro' the Deep
When the stormy Tempests blow—
When the Battle rages loud and long—
And the stormy tempests blow!
BRITANNIA needs no Bulwark,
No Tow'rs along the Steep;
Her march is o'er the mountain-waves,
Her home is on the Deep:—
With thunders from her native Oak
She quells the floods below,
As they roar on the shore
When the stormy Tempests blow—
When the Battle rages loud and long
And the stormy Tempests blow!
The Meteor Flag of England
Must yet terrific burn,
Till Danger's troubled Night depart
And the Star of Peace return!
Then, then, ye Ocean Warriors,
Our Song and Feast shall flow
To the fame of your name,
When the Tempests cease to blow—
When the fiery fight is heard no more
And the Tempests cease to blow!