Thomas Augustine Arne Rule Britannia - Choral - Long Lyrics

When Britain first at Heav'n's command
Arose from out the azure main;
Arose, arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter, the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sang this strain;

Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never will be slaves.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never will be slaves.

Still more majestic shalt thou rise,
More dreadful from each foreign stroke;
As the loud blast that tears the skies,
Serves but to root thy native oak.

Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never will be slaves.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never will be slaves.

Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame,
All their attempts to bend thee down
Will but arouse thy generous flame;
But work their woe, and thy renown.

Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never will be slaves.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never will be slaves.

The Muses, still with freedom found,
Shall to thy happy coast repair;
Blest Isle! With matchless beauty crowned,
And manly hearts to guide the fair.

Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never will be slaves.
Rule, Britannia! Britannia, rule the waves!
Britons never will be slaves.

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