http://www.britishpride.org/
http://bnp.org.uk/
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http://www.britishpride.org/
http://bnp.org.uk/
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Land of Hope and Glory
Mother of the free
How shall we extol thee
Who are born of thee
Wider still and wider
Shall thy bounds be set
God who made thee mighty
Make thee mightier yet
God who made thee mighty
Make thee mightier yet
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Land of Hope and Glory
Mother of the free
How shall we extol thee
Who are born of thee Wider still and wider
Shall thy bounds be set
God who made thee mighty
Make thee mightier yet
God who made thee mighty
Make thee mightier yet (E. Elgar / A. Benson)


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Jerusalem
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green
And was the holy lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark Satanic mills
Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spears o'clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire
I will not cease from mental fight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
'Til we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land
'Til we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land
Sir Hubert Parry
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Rule Britannia
When Britain first at Heav'n's command
arose from out the azure main.
This was the charter of the land,
and guardian angels sang this strain.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves
Britons never shall be slaves.
The nations not so blest as thee,
shall in their turns to tyrants fall.
While thou shalt flourish great and free,
the dread and envy of them all.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves.
Britons never shall be slaves.
Still more majestic shalt thou rise,
more 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 shall be slaves.
Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame,
all their attempts to bend thee down,
Will but arouse thy generous flame.
But work their woe, and thy renown.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves.
Britons never shall be slaves.
To thee belongs the rural reign.
Thy cities shall with commerce shine
All thine shall be the subject main,
and every shore it circles thine.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves.
Britons never shall be slaves.
The Muses, still with freedom found,
shall to thy happy coast repair.
Blest Isle! With matchless beauty crowned,
and manly hearts to guide the fair.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves.
Britons never shall be slaves
James Thompson
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God Save the Queen
God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen!
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us;
God save the Queen!
O Lord our God arise,
Scatter her enemies
And make them fall;
Confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On Thee our hopes we fix,
God save us all!
Thy choicest gifts in store
On her be pleased to pour;
Long may she reign;
May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice,
God save the Queen!
Not in this land alone,
But be God's mercies known,
From shore to shore!
Lord make the nations see,
That men should brothers be,
And form one family,
The wide world over.
From every latent foe,
From the assassins blow,
God save the Queen!
O'er her thine arm extend,
For Britain's sake defend,
Our mother, prince, and friend,
God save the Queen!
6. Lord grant that Marshal Wade
May by thy mighty aid
Victory bring.
May he sedition hush,
And like a torrent rush,
Rebellious Scots to crush.
God save the King!
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con questo 3d carlocitrullo ha raggiunto l'apice dell'antifascismo....
DIO STRAMALEDICA GLI INGLESI!


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