III

by Alfred, Lord Tennyson · (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of The Fleet

Her dauntless army scatter'd, and so small,

Her island-myriads fed from alien lands—

The fleet of England is her all-in-all;

Her fleet is in your hands,

And in her fleet her Fate.

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