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England, Stand Fast!

…ot 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!