Arne: Rule Britannia

When Britain first at Heav'n'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 rise

More dreadful from each foreign stroke

More dreadful from each foreign stoke

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 thy generous flame

To 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 coast repair

Shall to thy happy, happy coast repair

Blest Isle with matchless beauty crown'd

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