THE THAMES.
Let the Rhine be blue and bright
In its path of liquid light,
Where the red grapes fling a beam
Of glory on the stream;
Let the gorgeous beauty there.
Mingle all that's rich and fair;
Yet to me it ne'er could be
Like that river great and free,
The Thames! the mighty Thames!
In its path of liquid light,
Where the red grapes fling a beam
Of glory on the stream;
Let the gorgeous beauty there.
Mingle all that's rich and fair;
Yet to me it ne'er could be
Like that river great and free,
The Thames! the mighty Thames!
Though it bear no azure wave,
Though no pearly foam may lave,
Or leaping cascades pour
Their rainbows on its shore;
Yet I ever loved to dwell
Where I heard its gushing swell;
And never skimm'd its breast,
But I warmly praised and blest
The Thames! the mighty Thames!
Though no pearly foam may lave,
Or leaping cascades pour
Their rainbows on its shore;
Yet I ever loved to dwell
Where I heard its gushing swell;
And never skimm'd its breast,
But I warmly praised and blest
The Thames! the mighty Thames!
Can ye find in all the world.
A braver flag unfurl'd
Than that which floats above
The stream I sing and love?
Oh! what a burning glow
Has thrill'd my breast and brow,
To see that proud flag come
With glory to its home,
The Thames! the mighty Thames!
A braver flag unfurl'd
Than that which floats above
The stream I sing and love?
Oh! what a burning glow
Has thrill'd my breast and brow,
To see that proud flag come
With glory to its home,
The Thames! the mighty Thames!
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