On seeing Victory today at Portsmouth with her yards and rigging outlined against the sky I was reminded of a poem in an old book I have:
Over times's misty tidestream sailing
Stirring the heart like the throbbing of drums
Banners of conquest and bravery trailing
Out of the past she comes
How shall we honour her?
How shall we name her?
What shall her blazon be?
Flagship of Nelson,
Flagship of England,
Victory's Victory!
Says it all somehow.