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or since hath England ever borneThe burden laid on subject lands,The rule that curbs and binds all handsSave one, and marks for servile scornThe heads it bows and brands. V A commonweal arrayed and crownedWith gold and purple, girt with steelAt need, that foes must fear or feel,We find her, as our fathers found,Earth's lordliest commonweal.
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