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Rh But his lips burst aflower To praise Britannia.

5 Britannia the sage, With her own history wise; The stars were her allies To write that ample page. 'Twas her victorious eyes The vantage saw, whence she To this wide regency Through acts adventurous won: Which if from strife and jar She keep, the secret learn From her mild brow alone; How, not the world to daunt Or power imperial flaunt She makes the queen'd earth yearn To serve Britannia.

6 Britannia the good, With her own heart at school, Whom flatterer cannot fool Nor rebel sour; at flood Her own strength taught to rule. Hers are the mighty hands That o'er a hundred lands Weave good from dawn to gray. Like fond words from afar Hers are the winged sails O'er ocean: words are they Which in a moment bring Her brood beneath her wing; And none so small that fails To knit Britannia.