Lord Alfred Tennyson

Not once or twice in our rough island story,
The path of duty was the way to glory.

Not once or twice in our rough island story,
The path of duty was the way to glory.

Should banded unions persecute
Opinions, and induce a time
When single thought is civil crime,
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Should banded unions persecute
Opinions, and induce a time
When single thought is civil crime,
And individual freedom mute,
. . . .
Then waft me from the harbour's mouth,
Wild wind, I seek a warmer sky.

For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the
May.

For I'm to be Queen o' the May, mother, I'm to be Queen o' the
May.

With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.

With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.

Look you! I myself am nearest to myself.

Look you! I myself am nearest to myself.