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No more let haughty Gallia boast,
(Surrounded by a num'rous host),
With triumph to invade our coast,
And Britons to subdue!
We know that Persia's num'rous band
A few brave Greeks cou'd once withstand
And Fame, ev'n now, reveres the land.
Where once their laurels grew.
To Heaven Britannia trusts her might,
And while her Daughters nobly write,
More nobly still her sons may fight —
May fight — and conquer too!
(Surrounded by a num'rous host),
With triumph to invade our coast,
And Britons to subdue!
We know that Persia's num'rous band
A few brave Greeks cou'd once withstand
And Fame, ev'n now, reveres the land.
Where once their laurels grew.
To Heaven Britannia trusts her might,
And while her Daughters nobly write,
More nobly still her sons may fight —
May fight — and conquer too!
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