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TO THE QUEEN	A
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LADY and Queen for whom our laurels twine	B
Upon whose head the glories of our land	C
In one immortal diadem are met	D
Embodied England in whose woman hand	C
The sceptre of Imperial sway is set	D
Receive this song of mine	B
For you are England and her bays grow green	A
To deck your brow your goodness lends her grace	E
And in our hearts your face is as Her face	E
The Mother Country is the Mother Queen	A
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We men of England children of her might	F
With all our Mother's record roll of glory	G
Great with her greatness noble by her name	H
Drank with our mothers' milk our Mother's story	G
And in our veins the splendour of her fame	H
Made strong our blood and bright	F
And to her absent sons her name has been	I
Familiar music heard in distant lands	J
Heart of our heart and sinews of our hands	J
England our Mother our Mistress and our Queen	A
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Out of the thunderous echoes of the past	K
Through the gold dust of centuries we hear	L
Her voice 'O children of a royal line	B
Sons of her heart whom England holdeth dear	M
Mine was the Past make ye the future mine	B
All glorious to the last '	-
And as we hear her cowards grow to men	N
And men to heroes and the voice of fear	M
Is as a whisper in a deaf man's ear	L
And the dead past is quick in us again	N
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Her robe is woven of glory and renown	O
Hers are the golden laden Argosies	J
And lordship of the wild and watery ways	J
Her flag is blown across the utmost seas	J
Dead nations built her throne and kingdoms blaze	J
For jewels in her crown	O
Her Empire like a girdle doth enfold	P
The world her feet upon her foes are set	D
She wears the steel wrought blood bright amulet	Q
Won by her children in the days of old	P
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Yet in a treasury of such gems as these	J
Which power and sovereignty and kingship fill	R
To the vast limit of the circling sun	S
England our Mother in her heart holds still	R
As her most precious jewel save only one	S
The priceless pearl of peace	J
Peace plucked from out the very heart of war	T
Through the long agony of strenuous years	J
Made pure by blood and sanctified by tears	J
A pearl to lie where England's treasures are	U
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O peaceful English lanes all white with may	V
O English meadows where the grass grows tall	W
O red roofed village field and farm and fold	P
Where the long shadows of the elm trees fall	W
On the wide pastures which the sun calls gold	P
And twilit dew calls gray	V
These are the home the happy cradle place	J
Of every man who has our English tongue	X
Sprung from those loins from which our sires have sprung	X
Heirs of the glory of our mighty race	J
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Brothers we hold the pearl of priceless worth	Y
Shall Peace our pearl by us be cast aside	Z
Is it not more to us than all things are	U
Nay Peace is precious as the world is wide	Z
But England's honour is more precious far	U
Than all the heavens and earth	Y
Were honour outcast from her supreme place	J
Our pearl of Peace no more a pearl would shine	B
But trampled under foot of cowards and swine	B
Rot in the mire of a deserved disgrace	J
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Know then O ye our brothers over sea	J
We will not cast our pearl of Peace away	V
But holding it we wait and if at last	K
The whole world came against us in array	V
If all our glory into darkness passed	K
Our Empire ceased to be	J
Yet should we still have chosen the better part	A2
Though in the dust our kingdoms were cast down	O
Though lost were every jewel in our crown	O
We still should wear our jewel in our heart	A2
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So for our Mother's honour if it must	B2
Let Peace be lost but lost the worthier way	V
Not trampled down but given for her sake	C2
Who forged of many an iron yesterday	V
The golden song that gold tongued fame shall wake	C2
When we are dust in dust	B2
For brotherhood and strife and praise and blame	H
And all the world even to our very land	C
Weighed in the balance are as a grain of sand	C
Against the honour of our English name	H

Edith Nesbit

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