By Edward’s Prowess, and by Henry’s Fame!
By all the gen’rous Blood for Freedom shed!
And by the ashes of the Patriot Dead!
By the Bright Glory Britons lately won,
On Egypt’s plains beneath the burning sun.
Britons, to arms! defend your Country’s cause;
Fight for your King, your Liberties and Laws!
Be France defied, her slavish Yoke abhorr’d,
And place your safety only on your Sword.
The Gallic Despot, sworn your mortal Foe,