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TO THE ENGLISH OF THREE CONTINENTS.
We are all children of the men who fought at Crecy,
We were all Englishmen when Shakespeare wrote:
We are all Englishmen, compatriots in esse,
Though called Australians, Yankees, and what not.
We were all Englishmen when Shakespeare wrote:
We are all Englishmen, compatriots in esse,
Though called Australians, Yankees, and what not.
We are all English, and the centuries will find us
Living in homes with old familiar names
Of towns in England, or her battles, to remind us
That we, who now are pilgrims, have our claims
Living in homes with old familiar names
Of towns in England, or her battles, to remind us
That we, who now are pilgrims, have our claims
To those whom Westminster entombs in antique glory,
To Devonshire's sea-kings and Chaucer's Tales,
To Wiclif's Bible and the proud Armada story,
Alfred the Great and him who conquered Wales.
To Devonshire's sea-kings and Chaucer's Tales,
To Wiclif's Bible and the proud Armada story,
Alfred the Great and him who conquered Wales.
We are all Englishmen, and one in our devotion,
Whether the York we have be old or new;
And English if Boston o'erlooks the German Ocean,
Or has the broad Atlantic in her view.
Whether the York we have be old or new;
And English if Boston o'erlooks the German Ocean,
Or has the broad Atlantic in her view.
We are all Englishmen, though the new Melbourne poses
Upon Port Phillip as a southern queen,
And the old Melbourne in sweet Derbyshire still dozes—
A fit handmaiden for a rustic scene.
Upon Port Phillip as a southern queen,
And the old Melbourne in sweet Derbyshire still dozes—
A fit handmaiden for a rustic scene.
We are all Englishmen, wedded in one great union
Of blood and language, history and song;
We are all English, and will cherish our communion
In face of all the world the world's life long.
Of blood and language, history and song;
We are all English, and will cherish our communion
In face of all the world the world's life long.
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