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Canada is attested by all that come in contact with them. They love the country that protects them in the free and untramelled exercise of their natural and inalienable rights. The following anthem is the production of a man who was a slave 23 years, now living in Chatham, Canada West.
AIR,—Home Again.
Bless the Queen! England's Queen;
Heaven protect and save!
Oh, may the space be wide, between
Her cradle and the grave!
Ever may her land remain
Asylum of the free;
A spell to break each galling chain
Of human slavery.
Chorus,—Bless the Queen, &c.
Beneath her sway, equal rights
Extend to rich and poor;
From halls of Dukes and gallant Knights,
To the humble peasant's door.
Hence ever from the peasant's cot,
And domes of wealth and sheen.
One prayer ascends of word and thought,
God save, God save the Queen.
O'er her may angels spread
Their all-protecting wing;
Oh, may they shield her heart and head.
From each delusive thing.
Shield her from the gloom and care
By mortal eye unseen,
That she may live—long live—to wear
The crown,—God save the Queen.
