Wars In Queen Victoria's Reign.

We will now sing in thoughtful strain             Of wars in Queen Victoria's reign.             The Russian bear did ages lurk,             All ready for to spring on Turk,             For Russian statesmen did divine             That they should conquer Constantine,             But like a greyhound after hare             The Lion did drive back the Bear,             And made it feel the British rule             At gates of strong Sebastopol.             Then insolent was Persia,             Till Lion had to dictate law,             And while engaged in scenes like these             He was attacked by the Chinese,             And for this outrage all so wanton             He then resolved to seize on Canton.             But soon there came a dismal cry             Of slaughter'd Britons from Delhi,             The Bengal Tiger sick with gore             Did tremble at the Lion's roar,             But Britain got a serious shock             By losing of brave Havelock,             But Campbell 'mid a numerous foe             Full quick these armed hosts did o'erthrow,             In Abyssinian dungeons vile             Lay captives of Great Britain's isle,             But soon the tyrant Theodore             Lay sadly weltering in his gore.             The savage tribes of Ashantee             From British troops did quickly flee,             In Afghan and Zulu wars             Many did find their deadly scars;             In the land of the Pharaohs             The Christians suffered cruel woes,             Till in Alexandria Bay             The British iron clads did display,             The mighty power they did wield,             While their steel sides from harm did shield,             And British army on the land             Marched bravely o'er the burning sand,             And Arabi found 'twas useless labor,             His strong trench of Tel-el-Kebir,             Egyptians did not wish to feel             In their breasts cold British steel,             Their great power was soon laid low             And Wolseley entered Grand Cairo.             Egyptians now no more revile             The Christians on the banks of Nile.             We have sung three heroes' names.             Havelock from the land of Thames,             And Campbell from the banks of Clyde,             And Wolseley from Liffy's side,             When rose, thistle, shamrock unite             They do prove victors in the fight,             Now Britain once more does command             Respect alike on sea and land,             But now may wars forever cease             And mankind ever live in peace.