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He heard the whispered sigh,
He heard the maddening cry,
He waited not in parting
But bid me fond good-bye.
My word now back I send,
As to a kind. dear friend
Is that my all, my treasure,
All my joy and pleasure
Is in Thy battle-line
Braving tide and time.

Britannia
My heart tho streaming
With its death-like struggle
Which round enfolds,
Is soothed from half its trouble
By truly, noble souls,
Bulwarks of my kingdom,
All praise be thine
Duty crowned with patriot's love-light
Shall remain a diadem;
And the honour of our homeland
Ever bright and fair shall be;
When our heroes, home returning
Freedom gained, our loved flag free.

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