Britons, to Arms!!!
William Thomas Fitzgerald 
The Gentleman's Magazine, LXXIII (July 1803), p. 665
The Anti-Gallican, (1804), p. 54. 
[Written by W. T. Fitzgerald, Esq.
and Recited by Him at the Meeting
of the Literary Fund, July 14.]
Britons, to Arms! of Apathy beware,
And let your Country be your dearest care;
Protect your Altars! guard your Monarch's
The Cause of GEORGE and Freedom is your
What! shall that England want her Sons'
Whose Heroes fought at CRESSY—AGINCOURT?
And when great Marlb'rough
In France, o'er Frenchmen, triumph'd to a man!
By ALFRED'S great and ever honour'd name!
By EDWARD's prowess, and by HENRY'S fame!
By all the gen'rous Blood for Freedom shed,
And by the Ashes of the Patriot Dead!
By the bright glory Britons lately won
On Egypt's plains, beneath the burning sun,
BRITONS, TO ARMS! defend your Country's
Fight for your KING! your LIBERTIES! and
Be France defied, her slavish yoke abhorr'd,
And place your safety only on your Sword.
The Gallic Despot, sworn your mortal foe,
Now aims his last, but his most deadly blow;
With England's plunder tempts his hungry
And dares to brave you on your native
If Britain's Rights be worth a Briton's
To shield them from the son of Rapine—swear!
Then to Invasion be Defiance given,
Your Cause is just, approv'd by Earth and
Should adverse winds our gallant Fleet
To sweep his "bawbling"
And Fate permit him on our shores t'advance,
The Tyrant never shall return to France;
Fortune herself shall be no more his friend,
And here the history of his crimes shall
His slaughter'd Legions shall manure our
And ENGLAND NEVER KNOW INVASION MORE.