"As, near Porto Bello lying, On the gently swelling flood, At midnight, with streamers flying, Our triumphant navy rode."

"Heed, oh heed! my fatal story, I am Hosier's injur'd ghost; You who now have purchas'd glory At this place where I wa…"

"To have fall'n, my country crying, He has play'd an English part, Had been better far than dying Of a griev'd and bro…"

"Sent in this foul clime to languish Think what thousands fell in vain, Wasted with disease and anguish, Not in glorio…"

"Hence with all my train attending From their oozy tombs below, Through the hoary foam ascending Here I feed my consta…"

"After this proud foe subduing, When your patriot friends you see, Think on vengeance for my ruin, And for England sha…"

"But, bold, unconcerned At thoughts of the pain, He calmly returned To his cottage again."

"Of all the torments, all the cares, With which our lives are curst; Of all the plagues a lover bears, Sure rivals are…"

"How great soe’er your rigours are, With them alone I’ll cope; I can endure my own despair, But not another’s hope."

"But, mad with his love, To a precipice goes, Where a leap from above Would soon finish his woes."