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Britain in tears for the loss of the brave General Wolfe

(31) Britain in tears for the loss of the brave General Wolfe

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      BRITAIN IN TEARS

     For the Loos of the Brave

  GENERAL WOLFE

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             Fleet-street, London.

IF ancient Romans did lament,
When heroes' deaths caus'd discontent,
Then well may England make her moan,
That her best hero, Wolfe, is gone.

Mourn, England mourn in duller strain !
Your chiefest glory Wolfe, is slain !

Adorn'd with ev'ry manly grace,
In heart and body, mind and face ;
His virtues far and near were fam'd.—
A better man no age has nam'd.
Then England, &c.

This matchless hero's valour great
Led him abroad—which prov'd his fate :
Quebec he conquer'd ;—there did die,
Thus rose to immortality.
Then England, &c.

What tongue his praise enough can tell ?
Or pen express the griefs we feel ?
This hero's death for ever will
Each Briton's heart with sorrow fill.
Then, England, &c.

His virtuous mother thus is left,
Of her beloved son bereft ;
But this her sorrow over-awes,
He boldly died in honour's cause.
Yet England, &c.

Yet pass not time in grief alone,
But hope, as George sits on the throne,
As good as Wolfe, another'l rise,
To curb Great Britain's enemies.
Yet, England, &c.

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