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But shaded it was with manly brown, From much of toil and of peril known: Frank was his courtesy, and sweet The smile he wore at fair lady's feet; Yet haughty his step, and his mien was high Half softness, half fire his falcon eye. England, fair England, hath earth or sea, Land of hearth and home, aught to liken with thee!

"! show me the grave where my father is laid,   Show his lowly grave to me; A hundred pieces of broad red gold.    Old man, shall thy guerdon be."