Where twilight is, where light shall be

When conquered wrong and conquering right

Acclaim a world set free.

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XVI

Calm as our mother-land, the mother

Of faith and freedom, pure and wise,

Keeps watch beneath unchangeful skies,

When hath she watched the woes of other

Strange lands with alien eyes?

XVII

Calm as she stands alone, what nation

Hath lacked an alms from English hands?

What exiles from what stricken lands

Have lacked the shelter of the station

Where higher than all she stands?

XVIII

Though time discrown and change dismantle

The pride of thrones and towers that frown,

How should they bring her glories down—

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