There is no land like England,
Where’er the light of day be;
There are no hearts like English hearts,
Such hearts of oak as they be;
There is no land like England,
Where’er the light of day be:
There are no men like Englishmen,
So tall and bold as they be!
And these will strike for England,
And man and maid be free
To foil and spoil the tyrant
Beneath the greenwood tree.
Alfred Tennyson, Foresters, Song
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