Some pity for our tears:
Let's hear of no inconstancy,
We have too much of that at sea.
With a fa, &c.

To maintain an evenness of temper in the time of danger, is certainly
the highest mark of heroism; but some of the graver cast have been apt
to say, this sedate composure somewhat differs from that levity of
disposition, or frolic humour, that inclines a man to write a song.
But, let us consider my lord's fervour of youth, his gaiety of mind,
supported by strong spirits, flowing from an honest heart, and, I
believe, we shall rather be disposed to admire, than censure him on this
occasion. Remember too, he was only a volunteer. The conduct of the
battle depended not on him. He had only to shew his intrepidity and
diligence, in executing the orders of his commander, when called on; as
he had no plans of operation to take up his thoughts why not write a
song? there was neither indecency, nor immorality in it: I doubt not,
but with that chearfulness of mind he composed himself to rest, with as
right feelings, and as proper an address to his maker, as any one of a
more melancholly disposition, or gloomy aspect.

Most commanders, in the day of battle, assume at least a brilliancy of
countenance, that may encourage their soldiers; and they are admired
for it: to smile at terror has, before this, been allowed the mark of a
hero. The dying Socrates discoursed his friends with great composure; he
was a philosopher of a grave cast: Sir Thomas Moore (old enough to be
my lord's father) jok'd, even on the scaffold; a strong instance of his
heroism, and no contradiction to the rectitude of his mind. The verses
the Emperor Adrian wrought on his death-bed (call them a song if you
will) have been admired, and approved, by several great men; Mr. Pope