The Rose of England

Written 1916


        
             At morn the rosebud greets the sun 
             And sheds the evening dew, 
             Expanding ere the day is done, 
                In bloom of radiant hue 
             And when the sun his rest hath found, 
             Rose-Petals strew the garden round! 

             Thus that blest Isle that owns the Rose 
             From mist and darkness came, 
             A million glories to disclose, 
                And spread BRITANNIA’S name; 
             And ere Life’s Sun shall leave the blue, 
             ENGLAND shall reign the whole world through! 

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