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 Refraining e'en from lawful things. They bowed the neck to bear The unadorned yoke that brings Stark toil and sternest care. Wherefore through them is Freedom sure; Wherefore through them we stand From all but sloth and pride secure. In a delightsome land.

Then fretful murmur not they gave So great a charge to keep. Nor dream that awestruck Time shall save Their labour while we sleep. Dear-bought and clear, a thousand year Our fathers' title runs. Make we likewise their sacrifice. Defrauding not our sons!