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Thomas Arne - Rule, Britannia!

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When Britain first, at heaven's command
Arose from out the azure main
Arose arose from out the azure main
This was the charter, the charter of the land
And Guardian Angels sang this strain:

Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never, never, never will be slaves
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never, never, never will be slaves

Still more majestic shalt thou risе
More dreadful from each forеign stroke
More dreadful, dreadful from each foreign stroke
As the loud blast that tears the skies
Serves but to root thy native oak

Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never, never, never will be slaves
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never, never, never will be slaves

Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame;
All their attempts to bend thee down
All their, all their attempts to bend thee down
Will but arouse, arouse thy generous flame
But work their woe and thy renown
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never, never, never will be slaves
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never, never, never will be slaves

The Muses, with freedom found
Shall to thy happy coasts repair
Shall to thy happy, happy coasts repair
Blest isle! with matchless
With matchless beauty crowned
And manly hearts to guard the fair

Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never, never, never will be slaves
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never, never, never will be slaves
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Thomas Augustine Arne was an English composer, born 1710, best known putting music to the patriotic song Rule Britanniaand God Save the King, which became the British national anthem.
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