From The musical repository, pp24-7, 1799.

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ON ADMIRAL DUNCAN'S VICTORY.

 Enroll'd in our bright annals lives full many a gallant name,
 But never British heart conceiv'd a prouder deed of fame,
 But never British heart conceiv'd,
 But never British heart conceiv'd a prouder deed of fame,
 A prouder deed of fame.
 To shiedl our liberties and laws, to guard our sov'reign's crown,
 Than noble Duncan's mighty arm atchiev'd off Camperdown.
 To shield our liberties and laws, to guard our sov'reign's crown,
 Immortal be the glorious deed atchiev'd off Camperdown.
 
 October the eleventh it was, he spied the Dutch at nine,
 The British signal flew to break their close embattled line;
 Their line was broke, for all our tars, on that auspicious day,
 All bitter memory of the past had vow to wipe away.
 	Their line was broke, &c.
 
 At three o'clock nine mighty ships had struck their colour proud,
 And two brave admirals at his feet their vanquished flags had bow'd;
 Our Duncan's towering colours stream'd all honour to the last,
 For, in the battle's fiercest rage, he nail'd them to the mast.
 	Our Duncan's towering colours, &c.
 
 The victory was now complete; the cannon ceas'd to roar;
 The scatter'd remnants of the foe slunk to their native shore;
 No power the pride of conquest had his heart to lead astray,
 He summon'd his triumphant crew, and this was heard to say

CHORUS.

 "Let every man now bend the knee, and here in solemn prayer
 "Give thanks to God, who in this fight has made our cause his care."
 
 Then on the deck, the noble field of that proud day's renown
 Brave Duncan with his crew devout before their God knelt down,
 And humbly bless'd his Providence, and hail'd his guardian power,
 Who valour, strength, and skill inspir'd in that dread battle hour.
 	And humbly bless'd; &c.
 
 The captive Dutch this solemn scene survey'd with silent awe,
 And rue'd the day when Holland join'd to France's impious law,
 And marked how virtue, courage, faith, unite to form this land,
 For victory, for fame and power, just rule, and high command,
 	And marked, &c.
 
 The Venerable was the ship that bore his flag to fame,
 Our veteran hero well becomes his gallant vessel'd name;
 Behold his locks! they speak the toil of many a stormy day;
 For fifty years and more, my boys, his fighting been his way. 

GRAND CHORUS.

 Behold his locks! they speak the toil of many a stormy day,
 For fifty years and more, my boys, has fighting been his way;
 The Veneralble was the ship that bore his flag to fame,
 And venerable ever be our vet'ran Duncan's name!