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success to thee, Old England,
 * Success to thee, and then

A health to those brave sons of thine,
 * The gallant Englishmen.

For warmer hearts have never throbb'd,
 * Nor braver ever been,

Than those who form in phalanx warm,
 * The bulwark of thy Queen.

Then success to thee, Old England,
 * For whate'er thy errors be,

Thou still art known from zone to zone,
 * As the dauntless and the free.

And who but thee, Old England,
 * Thou merciful as brave,

Performed that heavenly mission
 * Which gave freedom to the slave?

So, success to thee, Old England,
 * Who, 'mong thy blessings rare,

Hast still one toast (proud Briton's boast),
 * "Thy bright eyed daughters fair!"

And should oppressive foemen dare
 * 'Gainst thee to lift a hand,

Thy sons shall show the love they owe
 * To thee, their native land?