<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538232" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pro Rege Nostro</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WHAT have I done for you,<br>England, my England?<br>What is there I would not do,<br>England, my own?<br>With your glorious eyes austere,<br>As the Lord were walking near,<br>Whispering terrible things and dear<br>As the Song on your bugles blown, England --<br>Round the world on your bugles blown!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where shall the watchful Sun,<br>England, my England,<br>Match the master-work you've done,<br>England, my own?<br>When shall he rejoice again<br>Such a breed of mighty men<br>As come forward, one to ten,<br>To the Song on your bugles blown, England --<br>Down the years on your bugles blown?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ever the faith endures,<br>England, my England: --<br>'Take and break us: we are yours,<br>England, my own!<br>Life is good, and joy runs high<br>Between English earth and sky:<br>Death is death; but we shall die<br>To the Song on your bugles blown, England --<br>To the stars on your bugles blown!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They call you proud and hard,<br>England, my England:<br>You with worlds to watch and ward,<br>England, my own!<br>You whose mailed hand keeps the keys<br>Of such teeming destinies,<br>You could know nor dread nor ease,<br>Were the Song on your bugles blown, England --<br>Round the Pit on your bugles blown!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother of Ships whose might,<br>England, my England,<br>Is the fierce old Sea's delight,<br>England, my own,<br>Chosen daughter of the Lord,<br>Spouse-in-Chief of the ancient Sword,<br>There's the menace of the Word<br>In the Song of your bugles blown, England --<br>Out of heaven on your bugles blown!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Ernest+Henley">William Ernest Henley</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=538232" data-title="Pro Rege Nostro de William Ernest Henley" data-description="WHAT have I done for you, England, my England? What is there I would not do, England, my own? With your glorious eyes austere, As the Lord were walking near, Whispering terrible things and dear As the Song on your bugles blown, England -- Round th..."></div> </div> </div>

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