Ye shall not perish: No! ye hapless brave,
Reckless of peril thro’ the fiery wave.
See! British Mercy steers, each prostrate foe to save.
Ye gallant chiefs whose deeds proclaim
The genuine Hero’s feeling soul,
Elliott[33] and Curtis,[34] with whose name
Honour enriched his radiant roll:
Blest is your fate! nor blest alone,
That rescued Foes your virtues own,
That Britain triumphs in your filial worth;