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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519279" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Quarter-Gunner's Yarn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We lay at St. Helen's, and easy she rode<br>With one anchor catted and fresh-water stowed;<br>When the barge came alongside like bullocks we roared,<br>For we knew what we carried with Nelson aboard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our Captain was Hardy, the pride of us all,<br>I'll ask for none better when danger shall call;<br>He was hardy by nature and Hardy by name,<br>And soon by his conduct to honour he came.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The third day the Lizard was under our lee,<br>Where the _Ajax_ and _Thunderer_ joined us at sea,<br>But what with foul weather and tacking about,<br>When we sighted the Fleet we were thirteen days out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Captains they all came aboard quick enough,<br>But the news that they brought was as heavy as duff;<br>So backward an enemy never was seen,<br>They were harder to come at than Cheeks the Marine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lubbers had hare's lugs where seamen have ears,<br>So we stowed all saluting and smothered our cheers,<br>And to humour their stomachs and tempt them to dine,<br>In the offing we showed them but six of the line.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One morning the topmen reported below<br>The old _Agamemnon_ escaped from the foe.<br>Says Nelson: 'My lads, there'll be honour for some,<br>For we're sure of a battle now Berry has come.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Up hammocks!' at last cried the bo'sun at dawn;<br>The guns were cast loose and the tompions drawn;<br>The gunner was bustling the shot racks to fill,<br>And 'All hands to quarters!' was piped with a will.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We now saw the enemy bearing ahead,<br>And to East of them Cape Traflagar it was said,<br>'Tis a name we remember from father to son,<br>That the days of old England may never be done.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The _Victory_ led, to her flag it was due,<br>Tho' the _Temeraires_ thought themselves Admirals too;<br>But Lord Nelson he hailed them with masterful grace:<br>'Cap'n Harvey, I'll thank you to keep in your place.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To begin with we closed the _Bucentaure_ alone,<br>An eighty-gun ship and their Admiral's own;<br>We raked her but once, and the rest of the day<br>Like a hospital hulk on the water she lay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To our battering next the _Redoutable_ struck,<br>But her sharpshooters gave us the worst of the luck:<br>Lord Nelson was wounded, most cruel to tell.<br>'They've done for me; Hardy!' he cried as he fell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the cockpit in silence they carried him past,<br>And sad were the looks that were after him cast;<br>His face with a kerchief he tried to conceal,<br>But we knew him too well from the truck to the keel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the Captain reported a victory won,<br>'Thank God!' he kept saying, 'my duty I've done.'<br>At last came the moment to kiss him good-bye,<br>And the Captain for once had the salt in his eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Now anchor, dear Hardy,' the Admiral cried;<br>But before we could make it he fainted and died.<br>All night in the trough of the sea we were tossed,<br>And for want of ground-tackle good prizes were lost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then we hauled down the flag, at the fore it was red,<br>And blue at the mizzen was hoisted instead<br>By Nelson's famed Captain, the pride of each tar,<br>Who fought in the _Victory_ off Cape Traflagar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Henry+Newbolt">Sir Henry Newbolt</a><div class=q>
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When the barge came alongside like bullocks we roared,
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