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e on traitors, high and low, Whose word let no man take, Whose love let no man seek throughout the land,-- Traitors who strive, with most degenerate hand, To bring about our country's overthrow! III. The sun reels up the sky, the mists are gone, And overhead the lilting bird of dawn Has spread, adoring-wise, as for a prayer, Those wondrous wings of his, Which never yet were symbols of despair! It is the feathery foeman of the night Who shakes adown the air Song-scented trills and sunlit ecstasies. Aye! 'tis the lark, the chorister in gray, Who sings hosannas to the lord of light, And will not stint the measure of his lay As hour to hour, and joy to joy, succeeds; For he's the morning-mirth of English meads, And we who mark the moving of his wings, We know how sweet the soil whereof he sings,-- How glad the grass, how green the summer's thrall, How like a gracious garden the dear Land That loves the ocean and the tossed-up sand Whereof the wind has made a coronal; And how, in spring and summer, at sun-rise, The birds fling out their raptures to the skies, And have the grace of God upon them all. IV. Up with the flag! Up, up, betimes, and proudly speak of it; A lordly thing to see on tower and crag, O'er which,--as eagles flit, With eyes a-fire, and wings of phantasy,-- Our memories hang superb! The foes we frown upon shall feel the curb Of our full sway; and they shall shamed be Who wrong, with sword or pen, The Code that keeps us free. For there's no sight, in summer or in spring, Like our great standard-pole, When round about it ring The cheers of Britons, bounden, heart and soul, To deeds of duty, dear to Englishmen; And he who serves it has a name to see On Victory's muster-roll; And he who loves it not, how vile is he! For 'tis the Land's delight,-- Our ocean-wonder, blue and red and white; Blue as the skies, and red as roses are, And white as foam that flashed at Trafalgar; The Land's delight! The badge and test of right, Girt with its glory like a guiding-star! V. The wind has roared in English many a time, And foes have heard it on the frothy main, In doom and danger and in battle-pain; And yet again may hear, In many a sea-ward, sun-enamoured clime;
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