NATIONAL SONGS OF OTHER LANDS GOD SAVE THE KING HENRY CAREY (?) GOD save our gracious King, Send him victorious, Happy and glorious, God save the King! O Lord our God, arise, And make them fall. Confound their politics, Frustrate their knavish tricks; Thy choicest gifts in store, May he defend our laws, And ever give us cause To sing with heart and voice, RULE, BRITANNIA Song from masque of Alfred JAMES THOMSON WHEN Britain first, at Heaven's command, "Rule, Britannia, rule the waves; Britons never will be slaves!" The nations not so blest as thee, Still more majestic shalt thou rise, More dreadful from each foreign stroke; As the loud blast that tears the skies Thee, haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame: To thee belongs the rural reign; Thy cities shall with commerce shine; The Muses, still with freedom found, SCOTS, WHA HAE ROBERT BURNS SCOTS, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Or to victorie. Now's the day, and now's the hour; See approach proud Edward's power- Wha will be a traitor knave? Let him turn, and flee! Wha for Scotland's King and law By oppression's woes and pains! Lay the proud usurpers low! LA MARSEILLAISE CLAUDE JOSEPH ROUGET DE LISLE YE sons of France, awake to glory! Hark, hark! what myriads bid you rise! Your children, wives, and grand-sires hoary; Behold their tears and hear their cries! Shall hateful tyrants, mischief breeding, With hireling hosts, a ruffian band, Affright and desolate the land While peace and liberty lie bleeding! To arms, to arms, ye brave! Th' avenging sword unsheathe! March on, march on, all hearts resolved, Now, now the dangerous storm is scowling Which treacherous Kings, confederate, raise; The dogs of war, let loose, are howling, With luxury and pride surrounded, Their thirst of power and gold unbounded, Oh, Liberty, can man resign thee! To arms, etc. |