You say you have no subject
And your brushes all have dried;
But come to Marazion
At the ebbing of the tide.
And look you out to seaward,
Where my Lady battle scarred
Hugs the rock that is more welcome,
Than the shameful breakers yard.
Paint her there upon the sunset
In her glory and despair,
With the diadem of victory
Still in flower upon her hair.
Let her whisper as she settles
Of her blooding long ago,
In the mist than mingles Jutland
With the might of Scapa Flow.
Let her tell you, too, of Narvik
With its snowy hills, and then
Of Matapan, Salerno
And the shoals of Walcheren;
And finally of Malta,
When along the purple street
Came in trail the Roman Navy
To surrender at her feet.
Of all these honours conscious,
How could she bear to be
Delivered to the spoiler
Or severed from the sea ?
So hasten then and paint her
In the last flush of her pride
On the rocks of Marazion,
At the ebbing of the tide.
However do you know the actual accuracy of her guns(and a third of British top tier in game)? I was only able to find the sources cited by wikipedia and it only said the fact that it is the most accurate gun without details.
Firing adjacent guns at the same time caused the muzzle blast of each gun to interfere with the flight of the shell from the other gun, and ther were some expedients used to minimise this, such as firing the salvo from a turret with a slight time delay between the guns - the British fmously set the middle gun back a bi from the other 2 in their 6" triple turrets - see United Kingdom / Britain 6"/50 (15.2 cm) BL Mark XXIII - NavWeaps, which also made working the guns a wee bit easier as the crews interfered with each other less.
The question now is, does it justify for 4 times and after the buff id assume 3 times IRL spread? If anything, not mentioning scharnhost, the BL 15in should go wherever the player wants to go. Even on a full broadside how much worse could it be?
Through tides of war and battles grim, She carved her name in steel and hymn. Born in the days of naval might, A warrior forged for duty’s fight.
At Jutland’s roar, she braved the fray, Through fire and storm she held her sway. Her wounds ran deep, her hull was scarred, Yet onward sailed this iron bard.
In sunlit seas, her flag unfurled, Mediterranean’s steadfast pearl. Narvik knew her thunder’s wrath, Matapan cleared her righteous path.
Through ocean vast and distant shore, She stood where duty called her fore. With guns ablaze on Normandy’s sand, She lent her strength to free the land.
But time will wear the finest steel, And even legends bend and kneel. Her duty done, her journey passed, Yet Warspite’s name shall ever last.
A hero’s fate, though hull may rust, Her spirit lingers—iron and just.
