Waggon Hill

Drake in the North Sea grimly prowling, 2Treading his dear Revenge's deck, Watched, with the sea-dogs round him growling, 2Galleons drifting wreck by wreck. 2"Fetter and Faith for England's neck, Faggot and Father, Saint and chain,— Yonder the Devil and all go howling, Devon, O Devon, in wind and rain!" Drake at the last off Nombre lying, 2Knowing the night that toward him crept, Gave to the sea-dogs round him crying 2This for a sign before he slept:— 2"Pride of the West! What Devon hath kept Devon shall keep on tide or main; Call to the storm and drive them flying, Devon, O Devon, in wind and rain!" Valour of England gaunt and whitening, 2Far in a South land brought to bay, Locked in a death-grip all day tightening, 2Waited the end in twilight gray. 2Battle and storm and the sea-dog's way! Drake from his long rest turned again, Victory lit thy steel with lightning, Devon, O Devon, in wind and rain!