(-7 ) Then recluſe ſhall be my dwelling ; Deep in ſome fequefter' d vale :
There in mournful cadence (welling, Oft repeat my love- fick tale : And the Lark and Philomel Oft ſhall hear a virgin tell * . What the pain to bid adicu
To joy , to happineſs, and you !
BRITANNIA RULE THE WAVES . WHEN Britain firſt, by Heaven's command , - Aroſe out of the azure main , Was the charter , the charter of the land,
And guardian angels fung this ſtrain ; Hail Britannia . Britannia rule the waves ;
Britons never ſhall be flaves . ehe nations not ſo bleſt as thee , Mult in their turn to tyrants fall ; ſhalt fflouriſ But thou on h , ſhaltAouriſh fafe and free ou lhalt
the dread and envy of them all. Hail Britannia, & c . haughty The nau ne'er ſhall tamc, ghty tyrants tempts bend thce down ; ne'er Their dise attemptst ne'er e be uſ le , bu ro thy gen 'rous fame This will but ronſe , but and work their woe in thy reno
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Hail Britannia , & c
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