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TO THE WINGLESS VICTORY
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Save them o'er land and sea,
In deeps of air!
Thy grace, where'er they be,
Ensphere them there!


Save them, the country's pride,
Our wingèd youth!
And where they fall enskied,
Save thou the truth,
O Wingless Victory!