Then here's to thyself, thou dearly loved land,
Here's a bumper, old England, to thee;
Dizzy, Gladstone and Bright in one theme can
unite
And sing, "Ho, for the land of the free!"
If the world's all upset, and war's terrors abound,
And tott'ring thrones threaten to fall;
Thy Lion on guard, keeps his watch all around,
And his growl gives a warning to all.
They have seen his mane bristle, and heard his deep