<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529150" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>England</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">While men pay reverence to mighty things,<br>They must revere thee, thou blue-cinctured isle<br>Of England-not to-day, but this long while<br>In front of nations, Mother of great kings,<br>Soldiers, and poets. Round thee the sea flings<br>His steel-bright arm, and shields thee from the guile<br>And hurt of France. Secure, with august smile,<br>Thou sittest, and the East its tribute brings.<br>Some say thy old-time power is on the wane,<br>Thy moon of grandeur, filled, contracts at length-<br>They see it darkening down from less to less.<br>Let but a hostile hand make threat again,<br>And they shall see thee in thy ancient strength,<br>Each iron sinew quivering, lioness!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Bailey+Aldrich">Thomas Bailey Aldrich</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529150" data-title="England de Thomas Bailey Aldrich" data-description="While men pay reverence to mighty things, They must revere thee, thou blue-cinctured isle Of England-not to-day, but this long while In front of nations, Mother of great kings, Soldiers, and poets. Round thee the sea flings His steel-bright arm, a..."></div> </div> </div>

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