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The storm is our ally, the raging sea Is our adherent, and, to make us free, A thousand times the full-tongued hurricane Has bellowed forth its menace o'er the deep; And when dissensions sleep, When sleep the wrought-up rancours of the age We shall again inscribe, and yet again, On History's glowing page The story of the flag,— For 'twas our Nelson's flag Which none in all the world shall put to shame, Or vilify, or blame,— The story of the glory of the flag Which waved at Waterloo, And was, from first to last, the symbol true Of Wellington's pure fame!