There Chatham lies, whose master-hand
Guided through seven bright years the mighty band,
That round his urn, where grateful Memory weeps,
Each in his hallowed marble sleeps.
E. 4.
Her brand accursed when civil discord hurled,[[266]]
Britain alone the united world withstood,
Rodney his fortune-favoured sails unfurled,
And led three nation’s chiefs to Thames’s flood.
Firm on his rock the Veteran Hero[[267]] stands;