"Of old, when heroes thought it base" - "Brigantium, honour'd with a race divine"
The bashful Thames, for beauty so renowned
The pale and the purple rose
And in each track of glory since
And now when the renown'd Nassau
They did no storms, nor threat'nings fear
So when the glitt'ring Queen of Night
Let music join
Sound, trumpets, sound!
Sound all to him
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