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trumpet of the battle Hath a high and thrilling tone; And the first deep gun of an ocean fight Dread music all its own.

But a mightier power, my England! Is in that name of thine, To strike the fire from every heart Along the banner'd line.

Proudly it woke the spirits Of yore, the brave and true, When the bow was bent on Cressy's field, And the yeoman's arrow flew.