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... Recited the Author, in a party his countrymen, the day that the news arrived our final Victory over the French : Now, Britain, let thy cliffs o’snaw Look prouder o’er the merlcd main ! The bastard Eagle bears awa. And ne’er shall thy shores again. Bank up thy banners red an’ riven ! The day’s thy ain—the prize won ! Wed may thy lions brow the heaven, An’ turn their grey beards to the sun. Lang ...