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WELCOME TO FRANCE.
England with all her heart doth welcome theeHer guest, O reigning Majesty of France!
And gladly do we seize this golden chance
To bless a day we scarce had hoped to see:
O happy courtesies, O brave advance
Made by the Monarchs for their Peoples' good,
To knit us up in closer brotherhood,
That peace may flourish over Europe free:
Welcome, fair France in well-named Eugenie!
Ever, as now, with us defend the right,
And be the wrong by both of us withstood,
United still in council as in fight:
Welcome! for glad indeed must England be,
And in such gracious coming take delight.
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