Grand Conversation on Nelson

As some heroes bold, I will unfold, toge-
ther were conversing,
It was in the praise of Nelson, as you
shall quickly hear,
Said one unto the other, could we behold
another
In old England like Nelson we proudly
would him cheer;
From Norfolk it is known be came, he
was a man of noted fame,
Ho struggled hard for freedom as every
Briton knows,
In battle he would boldly cry, I'll gain
the victory or die,
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arose.
Now at Copenhagen and the Nile he gave
command and with a smile,
He said, stand firm my British tars
the enemy to meet,
Prepare each gun all terror shun but never
do surrender—
The champion of the briny waves was
Nelson and his flect:
And Captain Hardy you may see, who
always done his duty free,
Brave Collingwood the enemy un-
daunted would oppose,
They caused some thousands to be slain
while fighting on the raging main,
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Many a youth, I tell the truth, in actions
have been wounded,
Some left their friends and lovers in
despair upon their native shore,
Others never returned again but died upon
the raging main,
Causing many a one to cry my son, and
widows to deplore;
When war was raging, it is said, 'men for
their labour where well paid,
Commerce and trade was florishing but
now it ebbs and flows,
And poverty it does increase, tho' Britons
say they live in paace,
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Some gallant tars they did survive in
Greenwich College now alive,
Will tell the deeds of Nelson and the
battles that he won,
He never fear'd a cannon ball (ill at Tra-
falgar he did fall,
For flinching from the enemy, that ac-
tion he did shun,
He many powers did defeat but never was
that hero beat,
Neither would he surrender but thrash'd
his daring foes,
Altho' he'd cost an eye and wing, he was
loyal and true unto his king,
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arose.
Trafalgar I will mention, if you will give
attention,
It long has been recorded where Nelson
fell and bled;
The officers flocked round him all human
aid was found him.
But were affected to the heart to find
that he was dead ;           
The gallant tars were greived sore to find
Lord Nelson was no more,
All was in confusion in the mid'st of
dying woes,
In rum they put him it is said, and then to
England him conveyed,
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arose.
In memory of that hero's loss we Under-
stand at Charing Cross,
A monument of Nelson has been erected
there,         
The ancient buildings were pull'd down
& formed an open space of ground.
To eommemorata the battle it is called
Trafalgar Square ;
So British tars as you pass by, look Up
aloft and you will spy
The visage of that hero, respected well
it shows,,
Now his remains are in decay grim death
in action won the day,
This grand conversation on brave Nelson
arose.