And bade the lofty hopes at distance hail.
Still would his touch the strain prolong:
And from the fort, the height, the vale,
He call’d on Wellington through all the song;
And as that noble theme he chose,
Britain responsive cheer’d at every close,
And Croker smil’d, well pleas’d, and Britain boasts his fame.
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Sheridan came last to trial:
He, with viny crown advancing,[142]