ODE TO THE BRITISH FLEET

‘ Invisible and silent’ — Mystery

Surrounded that great Guardian of the Sea.

That Father — Mother — of the mighty main.

While loud in valley and on field and hill -

And over anguished plain

The battles thundered. God himself is still

And hidden from men's view; and it were meet

That this subliminal force

Should move in utter silence on its course

Invisible — Inaudible — till that hour

When Time, Fate's Minister, should speak and say -

‘ Come forth! and show thy power!’

When Time commands, even the gods obey.

‘ Invisible and silent’; yet the foe

Was driven from the Sea. All impotent

The brazen braggart went.

While commerce sent her brave ships to and fro;

And from Columbia's shores there sailed away

Ten thousand men a day -

Ten thousand men a day! who reached their goals

Bringing new courage to war-weary souls.

Oh, silent wonder of the noisy sea!

Though alien, with the blood of Bunker Hill

Down filtering through my veins, the heart of me

Seems with a mingled love and awe to fill

And overflow at thought of that sublime,

Unparalleled large hour of Time;

When bloodless Victory saw the foes’ flag furled -

That insolent menace to a righteous world.

Great Britain's Fleet unshaken in its might,

Proclaimed itself again in all men's sight

The Mistress of the Main. Fair Freedom's friend,

May peace and glory on thy path attend.