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! hark! where the lion is roaring;
 * List! list! 'tis the growl of the bear,

Above the proud Eagle is soaring,
 * The Crescent waves high in the air.

The steed with impatience is neighing,
 * The flag of rude War is unfurled,

The Trumpet its wild note is braying,
 * And threatens the peace of the World.
 * Then up with the Standard of England,
 * Our watchword alone be "Advance!"
 * Up, up with the Standard of England
 * And raise the brave Banner of France.

'Tis fearful that Life should be wasted,
 * 'Tis dreadful that Blood should be shed,

That the Horrors of war should be tasted,
 * And that Ravens and Wolves should be fed.

All that honour permits has been borne,
 * Every mild art of peace has been tried,

Mediation been met with proud scorn,
 * And now "War to the knife" must decide.
 * Then up with the Standard of England, &c.