NEPTUNE and Mars in Council sate To humble France's pride, Whose vain unbridled insolence All other Powers defied. The gods having sat in deep debate Upon the puzzling theme, Broke up perplexed and both agreed Shirley should form the scheme. Shirley, with Britain's glory fired, Heaven's favoring smile implored: "Let Louisburg return," -- he said, "Unto its ancient Lord." At once the Camp and Fleet were filled With Britain's loyal sons, Whose hearts are filled with generous strife T' avenge their Country's wrongs. With Liberty their breasts are filled, Fair Liberty's their shield; 'T is Liberty their banner waves And hovers o'er their field. Louis! -- behold the unequal strife, Thy slaves in walls immured! While George's sons laugh at those walls -- Of victory assured. One key to your oppressive pride Your Western Dunkirk's gone; So Pepperell and Warren bade And what they bade was done! Forber, proud Prince, your gasconades, To Deums cease to sing, -- When Britains fight the Grand Monarque Must yield to Britain's King. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLACK RIDERS: 56 by STEPHEN CRANE A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 8 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE CALL OF THE DESERT by EMILY BALDWIN TO MY WIFE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET WHERE ARE THE WARRING BRAVE? by JOSIE CRAIG BERRY UNDOMESTICATED ANIMALS by BERTON BRALEY THE WEARER OF THE GREEN; TO MY FRIEND JOHN JAMES DONOGHUE, M.D. by DAVID MERRITT CARLYLE |