"Here rests the sea hero Tromp, the brave protector; Of seafaring and the sea; in the service of the free country, that keeps man's memory in the precious marble; So lively as he died before the Dutch beach. Sound with murderous cries and thunder of kartouen, Since Great Britain was on fire, all the water fell. He has carved himself in the hearts of the citizens That image endures the splendor of tomb and marble stone."