The Letters of Lord Nelson to Lady Hamilton, Vol. I. by Horatio Nelson


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Page 8

I thank you for your kindness to poor dear Mrs. Thomson. I send her a
note; as desired by her dear good friend, who doats on her.

I send you a few Lines, wrote in the late gale; which, I think, you
will not disapprove.

How interesting your letters are! You cannot write too much, or be too
particular.

* * * * *

Though ----'s polish'd verse superior shine,
Though sensibility grace every line;
Though her soft Muse be far above all praise.
And female tenderness inspire her lays:

Deign to receive, though unadorn'd
By the poetic art,
The rude expressions which bespeak
A Sailor's untaught heart!

A heart _susceptible_, sincere, and true;
A heart, by fate, and nature, torn in two:
One half, to duty and his country due;
The other, _better half_, to love and you!

Sooner shall Britain's sons resign
The empire of the sea;
Than Henry shall renounce his faith,
AND PLIGHTED VOWS, TO THEE!

And waves on wares shall cease to roll,
And tides forget to flow;
Ere thy true Henry's constant love,
Or ebb, or change, shall know.

The weather, thank God, is moderating.

I have just got a letter from the new Earl at the Admiralty, full of
compliments. But nothing shall stop my law-suit, and I hope to cast
him.

I trust, when I get to Spithead, there will be no difficulty in
getting leave of absence.

The letters on service are so numerous, from three days interruption
of the post, that I must conclude with assuring you, that I am, for
ever, your attached, and unalterably your's,

NELSON & BRONTE.

I shall begin a letter at night.




LETTER XI.


[March 1801.]

You say, my Dearest Friend, why don't I put my Chief forward? He has
put me in the front of the battle, and Nelson will be first. I could
say more; but will not make you uneasy, knowing the firm friendship
you have for me.

The St. George will stamp an additional ray of glory to England's
fame, if Nelson survives; and that Almighty Providence, who has
hitherto protected me in all dangers, and covered my head in the day
of battle, will still, if it be his pleasure, support and assist me.

Keep me alive, in your and Sir William's remembrance. My last thoughts
will be with you both, for you love and esteem me. I judge your hearts
by my own.

May the Great God of Heaven protect and bless you and him! is the
fervent prayer of your and Sir William's unalterable friend, till
death.


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