 | Young Arthur |  |
Juries by Alfred were invented;
That man knew “what was what!”
And Liberty she smil'd, contented,
Her cap to Albion then presented,
And chose our island as her fav'rite spot.
That man knew “what was what!”
And Liberty she smil'd, contented,
Her cap to Albion then presented,
And chose our island as her fav'rite spot.
| Young Arthur | |