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ON BEING STYLED UNPATRIOTIC
Friend, call me what you will: no jot care I:I that shall stand for England till I die.
England! The England that rejoiced to see
Hellas unbound, Italia one and free;
The England that had tears for Poland's doom,
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The England from whose side I have not swerved;
The immortal England whom I, too, have served,
Accounting her all living lands above,
In Justice, and in Mercy, and in Love.
1899
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