Sonnets written chiefly during a tour through Holland, Germany, Italy, Turkey, and Hungary. By Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley |
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THE BRAVE OF ENGLAND. |
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THE BRAVE OF ENGLAND.
The Fathers of our England
Pour their spirits on your swords;
They, of the Lion-banners,
Battle's high and knightly lords.
Pour their spirits on your swords;
They, of the Lion-banners,
Battle's high and knightly lords.
The Mothers of our England
Hail your cause—the pure and bright,
And shed their holy blessing
O'er the souls that guard the right!
Hail your cause—the pure and bright,
And shed their holy blessing
O'er the souls that guard the right!
The youthful Sons of England—
Lisp your names in their first prayers;
Right sharp should be the faulchions,
Bared to fence such rights as theirs!
Lisp your names in their first prayers;
Right sharp should be the faulchions,
Bared to fence such rights as theirs!
The Daughters of our England
Hoard for ye their hands and hearts!
And the fair-haired Island-heroines
Nobly act their home-taught parts.
Hoard for ye their hands and hearts!
And the fair-haired Island-heroines
Nobly act their home-taught parts.
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They pray, weep, watch for England;
Well endure—and deeply love!
And with free and fearless virtue,
Draw Heaven's blessing from above!
Well endure—and deeply love!
And with free and fearless virtue,
Draw Heaven's blessing from above!
And Old England!—our own England—
Peals your praises, loud and long.
Go ye forth, then—girt to conquer;
Go!—ye Terrible and Strong!
Peals your praises, loud and long.
Go ye forth, then—girt to conquer;
Go!—ye Terrible and Strong!
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