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COME forth the world's aflame with flags and flowers	A
The shout of bells fills full the shattered air	B
This is the crown of all your golden hours	A
More than all other hours august and fair	B
This did the years prepare	B
A triumph for our Lady and our Queen	C
More rich than any king in any land hath seen	C
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Clothed are your streets with scarlet gold and blue	D
Flowers under foot and banners over head	E
And while your people's voice storms Heaven for you	D
About your way are voiceless blessings shed	E
And over you are spread	E
Wide wings of love free love tamed to your hand	F
Love that gold cannot buy nor Majesty command	F
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Not these mere visible millions only share	B
Your triumph here all English hearts beat high	G
Nations far off your royal colours wear	B
And swell with unheard voice this loyal cry	G
That strikes the English sky	G
A cloud of unseen witnesses is here	H
To testify how great is England's Queen and dear	I
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From out the grey veiled past long years away	J
Come visionary faces vision led	E
And splendid shapes that are not of our day	J
The spirits of the mute and mighty dead	E
To see how Time has sped	E
The fortunes of their England and behold	K
How much more great she is than in the days of old	K
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The world can see them not but you can see	L
You the inheritor of all the past	M
Wherein the dead in noble heraldry	L
Blazoned the shield of England and forecast	M
The charge it bears at last	M
More splendid than the azure and the or	N
Of the French lilies lost long lost and sorrowed for	N
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Here be the weaponed men the English folk	O
Who in long ships across the swan's bath fared	P
In whose rude tongue the voice of Freedom spoke	O
In whose rough hands the sword was bright and bared	P
The men who did and dared	P
And to their sons bequeathed the fighting blood	Q
That drives to Victory and will not be withstood	R
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Here in your ordered festival O Queen	C
Mixed with the crowd and all unseen of these	S
On their long swords the wild Norse rovers lean	C
And watch the progress of your pageantries	S
And on this young June breeze	S
Float the bright pennons of the Cressy spears	S
Shine shadowy shafts that fell as snow falls at Poitiers	S
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Here flutter phantom flags that once flew free	L
Above the travail of the tournament	T
Here gleam old swords once wet for Liberty	L
Old blood stiff banners worn with war and rent	U
Are with your fresh flowers blent	U
And by your crown where love and fame consort	U
Shines the unvanquished cloven crown of Agincourt	U
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Upon your river where by day and night	U
Your world adventuring ships come home again	V
Glide ghostly galleons manned by men of might	U
Who plucked the wings and singed the beard of Spain	W
The men who not in vain	W
Saved to the children of a world new trod	U
The birth tongue of our land her freedom and her God	U
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Princes who lived to make our England great	U
Poets who wreathed her greatness with their song	X
Wise men who steered her heavy ship of State	U
Brave men who steered her battle ships along	X
In spectral concourse throng	X
To applaud the consummated power and pride	U
Of that belov d land for which they lived and died	U
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The thousand un named heroes who sword strong	X
Ploughed the long acre wherein Empire grows	S
Wide as the world and long as Time is long	X
These mark the crescence of the English rose	S
Whose thorny splendour glows	S
O'er far off subject lands by alien waves	S
A crown for England's brow a garland for her graves	S
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And faces out of unforgotten years	S
Faces long hidden by death's misty screen	C
Faces you still can scarcely see for tears	S
Will smile on you to day and near you lean	C
O Mother Wife and Queen	C
With whispered love too sacred and too dear	I
For any ear than yours Mother and Wife to hear	H
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Lady the crowd will vaunt to day your fame	Y
Daughter and heir of many mighty kings	S
The Queen of England whose imperial name	Y
From England's heart and lips tumultuous springs	S
In prayers and thanksgivings	S
Because your greatness and her greatness shine	Z
Merged each in each as stars their beams that intertwine	Z
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Yet in the inmost heart where folded close	S
The richest treasures of the poorest lie	G
Love whose clear eyes see many secrets knows	S
A nobler name than Queen to call you by	G
And breathes it silently	L
But 'mid His listening crowd of angels One	A2
Shall speak your name and say 'Faithful and good well done '	-

Edith Nesbit

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