The Naval Reserve

From the undiscovered deep Where the blessed lie at ease -- Since the ancient navies keep Empire of the heavenly seas -- Back they come, the mighty dead, Quick to serve where they have led. Rushing on the homeward gale, Swift they come, to seek their place Where the grey flotillas sail, Where the children of their race Now against the foe maintain All they gave their lives to gain. Rank on rank, the admirals Rally to their old commands; Where the crash of battle falls, There the one-armed hero stands. Loud upon his phantom mast Speak the signals of the past. Where upon the friendly wave Stand our squadrons as of old, Where the lonely deed and brave Shall the ancient torch uphold -- Strive for England, side by side, Those who live and those who died.