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on the rock that fronts the sea Stands alone our fortress key; Ladye of the southern main, Ladye, too, of stately Spain.

Look which way her eye she bends, Where’er she will her sway extends. Free on air her banner thrown, Half the world it calls its own.

Let her look upon the strand— Never was more lovely land: Had her rule dominion there, It were free as it is fair.

Let her look across the waves, They are but her noblest slaves; Sweeping north or south, they still Bear around her wealth and will.

Siege and strife these walls have borne, By the red artillery torn; Human life has poured its tide In the galleries at her side.

But the flag that o’er her blows Rival nor successor knows. Lonely on the land and sea, Where it has been, it will be.

Safe upon her sea-beat rock, She might brave an army’s shock: For the British banner keeps Safe the fortress where it sweeps.