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I	A
THERE was a time when all thy sons were proud	B
To speak thy name	C
England when Europe echoed back aloud	B
Thy fearless fame	C
When Spain reeled shattered helpless from thy guns	D
And splendid ire	E
When from Canadian snows to Indian suns	D
Pitt's soul was fire	F
O that in days like these were fair and free	G
From shame and scorn	H
Fate had allowed benignly pityingly	I
That I was born	H
O that if struck then struck with glorious wounds	J
I bore apart	K
Not torn with fangs of leprous coward hounds	L
My bleeding heart	K
II	A
We hate You not because of cruel deeds	M
Staining a glorious effort They who live	N
Learn in this earth to give and to forgive	O
Where heart and soul are noble and fate's needs	M
Imperious No nor yet that cruel seeds	M
Of power and wrong you've sown alternative	O
We hate You we your sons who yet believe	P
That truth and justice are not empty creeds	M
No but because of greed and garbled pay	Q
Wages of sin and death because you smother	F
Your conscience making curs d all the day	Q
Bible in one hand bludgeon in the other	F
Cain like you come upon and slay your brother	F
And kneeling down thank God for it and pray	Q
III	A
I whom you fed with shame and starved with woe	R
I wheel above You	S
Your fatal vulture for I hate You so	R
I almost love You	S
I smell your ruin out I light and croak	T
My sombre lore	U
As swaggering You go by O 'heart of oak'	T
Rotten to the core	U
Look westward Ireland's vengeful eyes are cast	V
On freedom won	W
Look eastward India stirs from sleep at last	V
You are undone	W
Look southward where Australia hears your voice	X
And turns away	Q
O brutal Hypocrite she makes her choice	X
With the rising day	Q
Foul Esau you who sold your high birthright	Y
For gilded mud	Z
Who did the wrong and priestlike called it right	Y
And swindled God	A2
The hour is gone of insult pain and patience	B2
The hour is come	C2
When they arise the faithful mightier Nations	D
To drag you down	D2
IV	P
England the land I loved	E2
With passionate pride	F2
For hate of whom I live	P
Who for love had died	F2
Can I while shines the sun	W
That hour regain	G2
When I again may come to you	S
And love again	H2
No not while that Flag	T
Of greed and lust	I2
Flaunts in the air untaught	I2
To drag the dust	I2
Never till expiant	I2
I see You kneel	I
And brandished gleams aloft	I2
The foeman's steel	I
Ah then to speed and laugh	P
As my heart caught the knife	P
'Mother I love you Here	J2
Here is my life '	K2

Francis William Lauderdale Adams

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