Explore "Lines on the Commemoration of Rodney's Victory" by Robert Burns on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Instead of a Song, boy's, I'll give you a Toast; / Here's to the memory of those on the twelfth that we lost! - / That we lost, did I say? -nay, by Heav'n, that we found; / For their fame it will last while the world goes round.
The next in succession I'll give you's the King! / Whoe'er would betray him, on high may he swing! / And here's the grand fabric, our free Constitution, / As built on the base of our great Revolution! / And longer with Politics not to be cramm'd, / Be Anarchy curs'd, and Tyranny damn'd! / And who would to Liberty e'er prove disloyal, / May his son be a hangman-and he his first trial!