ENGLAND
1901-1902
LLift up thine eyes, Queen-Warrior of the world!Stand, fearless-footed on Time’s shifting verge,And watch the New Year’s doubtful Dawn emergeFrom parting clouds thick-roll’d in thunderous War!Lo, how thy broad East reddens to the West,The while thy thousand-victoried flag, unfurl’d,Waves to thy North and South in one royal foldOf tent-like shelter for an Empire’s rest;O Queen, sword-girded, helmeted in gold,Strong Conqueror of all thy many foes,Look from thy rocky heights and see afarThe coming Future menacing the Past,With clamour and wild change of present things,Kingdoms down-shaken with the fall of kings,But fear not Thou! Thou’rt still the first and lastImperial wearer of the deathless Rose,—Crown’d with the sunlight, girdled with the sea,Mother of mightiest Nations yet to be!
LLift up thine eyes, Queen-Warrior of the world!Stand, fearless-footed on Time’s shifting verge,And watch the New Year’s doubtful Dawn emergeFrom parting clouds thick-roll’d in thunderous War!Lo, how thy broad East reddens to the West,The while thy thousand-victoried flag, unfurl’d,Waves to thy North and South in one royal foldOf tent-like shelter for an Empire’s rest;O Queen, sword-girded, helmeted in gold,Strong Conqueror of all thy many foes,Look from thy rocky heights and see afarThe coming Future menacing the Past,With clamour and wild change of present things,Kingdoms down-shaken with the fall of kings,But fear not Thou! Thou’rt still the first and lastImperial wearer of the deathless Rose,—Crown’d with the sunlight, girdled with the sea,Mother of mightiest Nations yet to be!
LLift up thine eyes, Queen-Warrior of the world!Stand, fearless-footed on Time’s shifting verge,And watch the New Year’s doubtful Dawn emergeFrom parting clouds thick-roll’d in thunderous War!Lo, how thy broad East reddens to the West,The while thy thousand-victoried flag, unfurl’d,Waves to thy North and South in one royal foldOf tent-like shelter for an Empire’s rest;O Queen, sword-girded, helmeted in gold,Strong Conqueror of all thy many foes,Look from thy rocky heights and see afarThe coming Future menacing the Past,With clamour and wild change of present things,Kingdoms down-shaken with the fall of kings,But fear not Thou! Thou’rt still the first and lastImperial wearer of the deathless Rose,—Crown’d with the sunlight, girdled with the sea,Mother of mightiest Nations yet to be!
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Lift up thine eyes, Queen-Warrior of the world!
Stand, fearless-footed on Time’s shifting verge,
And watch the New Year’s doubtful Dawn emerge
From parting clouds thick-roll’d in thunderous War!
Lo, how thy broad East reddens to the West,
The while thy thousand-victoried flag, unfurl’d,
Waves to thy North and South in one royal fold
Of tent-like shelter for an Empire’s rest;
O Queen, sword-girded, helmeted in gold,
Strong Conqueror of all thy many foes,
Look from thy rocky heights and see afar
The coming Future menacing the Past,
With clamour and wild change of present things,
Kingdoms down-shaken with the fall of kings,
But fear not Thou! Thou’rt still the first and last
Imperial wearer of the deathless Rose,—
Crown’d with the sunlight, girdled with the sea,
Mother of mightiest Nations yet to be!