Britannia's shame! There took her gloomy flight, On wing impetuous, a black sullen soul . Less base the fear of death than fear of life. O Britain! infamous for suicide.

There buds the promise of celestial worth.

What ardently we wish, we soon believe.

How blessings brighten as they take their flight.

It is great and manly to disdain disguise; it shows our spirit and proves our strength.

A God all mercy is a God unjust.

The melancholy ghosts of dead renown, Whispering faint echoes of the world's applause.