That day had done his duty.
S. J. Arnold.
The Battle of Spithead.
Recitative.
O’er Thompson’s nose, by Swiggins’ fist imprest,
Britannia weeps,—that face with bandage dress’d,
But that bright nose shall never fade with years,
Whose tip, once blue, now blue and red appears.
’Twas in the Spithead Bay