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    ON THE DEPARTURE OP A BRITISH MAN-OF-WAB , TO JOIN THE ALLIED SQUADRONS IN THE MEDITERRANEAN , The end of war is peace—For peace is her flag unfurl'd ;— . She is gone to sweep the seas of Greece ^ In the might of her island-world ! Deliverance for the friend ,

    And vengeance for the foe , And mercy for the vanquish ' d blend In her glorious wake to go ! She bears the thunders of the sea—But they only strike the slave to free ! 'Tis not Ambition ' s wind , That swells her stately sail ; * Tis not Revenge impels behind ,

    Nor Interest wakes the gale ;—Another , holier breeze Speeds her march o * er the billows blue , As she sweeps the Grecian seas Her country ' s best to do;—The sighs , that have breath'd o ' er Canning ' s grave , Have wing'd her course o ' er the ocean-wave !

    The Eagle of the Deep , With the lightnings in her hold , Has spread her strong wings forth to sweep O ' er the glorious waves of old !—Joy to those for whom they strike i Woe to those on whom they fall ! But hail to the smile and the tear alike , For the world shall exult in

    all—And bless the hour , when her white sea-wing Was spread from the Isles of the Ocean-King ! Bid her welcome to your shore , Ye sons of hero-sires , With the flash of the swords of yore , And the sound of your ancient lyres ! With the shout of the free and brave .

    With the song of the young and fair , Oh welcome the keel that speeds to save , And the high hearts beating there ! Ijet the echoes of glad Thermopylae Jftepeat the Hail from the distant sea . Oh that the jsoul of Greece

    Might re-inspire her frame , With the lore of war and peace , With freedom and with fame !

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1828, page 21, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2556/page/21/