Under A Portrait Of Nelson Poem by Henry Alford

Under A Portrait Of Nelson



Thou falledst--but thou art not fled--
Thy spirit is but scattered,
And of thy mighty soul a part
Liveth in each true British heart;
And when along the Ocean brine
The beacon--wisp of war shall shine,
Then British chiefs and British men
Shall rise and build thee up again.

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