Night sank upon the dusky beach, and on the purple sea,Such night in England ne’er had been, nor e’er again shall be. The Armada (1833)
At once on all her stately gates arose the answering fires;At once the wild alarum clashed from all her reeling spires. The Armada (1833)
Attend, all ye who list to hear our noble England’s praise;I tell of the thrice famous deeds she wrought in ancient days. The Armada (1833)
And broader still became the blaze, and louder still the din,As fast from every village round the horse came spurring in;And eastward straight from wild Blackheath the warlike errand went,And roused in many an ancient hall the gallant squires of Kent. The Armada (1833)