lines on thememoration of rodney's victory
instead of a song, boy's, i'll give you a toast;
here's to the memory of those on the twelfth that we lost!—
that we lost, did i say?—nay, by heav'n, that we found;
for their fame it will last while the world goes round.
the next in succession i'll give you's the king!
whoe'er would betray him, on high may he swing!