If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is forever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
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'Tis a glorious charter, deny it who can,
That's breathed in the words, "I'm an Englishman."
'Tis a glorious charter, deny it who can,
That's breathed in the words, "I'm an Englishman."
Providence has given to the French the empire of the land, to the
English that of the sea, to read more
Providence has given to the French the empire of the land, to the
English that of the sea, to the Germans that of--the air!
The men of England--the men, I mean of light and leading in
England.
The men of England--the men, I mean of light and leading in
England.
Without one friend, above all foes,
Britannia gives the world repose.
Without one friend, above all foes,
Britannia gives the world repose.
They [the English] amuse themselves sadly as in the custom of
their country.
[Fr., Ils s'amusaient tristement selon read more
They [the English] amuse themselves sadly as in the custom of
their country.
[Fr., Ils s'amusaient tristement selon la contume de leur pays.]
In England three are sixty different religions, and only one
sauce.
[It., Il y en Angleterre soizante sectes read more
In England three are sixty different religions, and only one
sauce.
[It., Il y en Angleterre soizante sectes religieuses differentes,
et une seule sauce.]
Where are the rough brave Britons to be found
With Hearts of Oak, so much of old renowned?
Where are the rough brave Britons to be found
With Hearts of Oak, so much of old renowned?
Britannia needs no bulwarks
No towers along the steep;
Her march is o'er the mountain wave,
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Britannia needs no bulwarks
No towers along the steep;
Her march is o'er the mountain wave,
Her home is on the deep.
England with all thy faults, I love thee still--
My country! and, while yet a nook is left
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England with all thy faults, I love thee still--
My country! and, while yet a nook is left
Where English minds and manners may be found,
Shall be constrained to love thee.
