ENGLAND, STAND FAST! 
  
  
England, stand fast! Stand fast against the foe! 
  
They struck the first blow: we shall strike the last. 
  
Peace at the price of Freedom? We say No. 
  
England, stand fast! 
  
  
The earth hurls thunderbolts; the sea spurts death; 
  
The skies drop murder; hell itself aghast 
  
Answer, with steady eye and easy breath! 
  
England, stand fast! 
  
  
England, the centuries have not sent thee shame. 
  
Tamer of tyrants, from thy purple past 
  
Thy heroes call thee, from their heaven of fame: 
  
England, stand fast! 
  
  
England, resistless as the gales that sweep 
  
Thy seas, and free as their rejoicing blast, 
  
Roll forth again defiance o'er the deep; 
  
England, stand fast! 
  
  
Wide-winged, see Victory flaming from the prow, 
  
The colours nailed upon the plunging mast! 
  
We have no cur or slave to falter now. 
  
England, stand fast!