The Fighting Téméraire
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It was eight bells ringing For the morning watch was done And the gunner's lads were singing As they polished every gun It was eight bells ringing And the gunner's lads were singing For the ship she rode a-swinging As they polished every gun Oh! to see the linstock lighting Téméraire! Téméraire! Oh! to hear the round shot biting Téméraire! Téméraire! Oh! to see the linstock lighting And to hear the round shot biting For we're all in love with fighting On the fighting Téméraire It was noontide ringing And the battle just begun When the ship her way was winging As they loaded every gun It was noontide ringing When the ship her way was winging And the gunner's lads were singing As they loaded every gun There'll be many grim and gory Téméraire! Téméraire! There'll be few to tell the story Téméraire! Téméraire! There'll be many grim and gory There'll be few to tell the story But we'll all be one in glory With the Fighting Téméraire There's a far bell ringing At the setting of the sun And a phantom voice is singing Of the great days done There's a far bell ringing And a phantom voice is singing Of renown for ever clinging To the great days done Now the sunset breezes shiver Téméraire! Téméraire! And she's fading down the river Téméraire! Téméraire! Now the sunset's breezes shiver And she's fading down the river But in England's song for ever She's the Fighting Téméraire
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- Henry Newbolt