HURRAH FOR FRANCE AND ENGLAND

And proudly walk in freedom forth ; And trampled Poland shall take heart,

Despite the Brigand of the North !

Then breast to breast we'll charge the Russian, Nor aid require from timid Prussian !

We'll break the new Attila's sword, We'U scatter his barbarie horde —

Hurrah for France and England !

We'll twine the lily with the rose, And, whîle on earth their beauty glows, Earth never more shall see us foes —

Hurrah for France and England !

O, pray for Heaven's protecting shield

For England and for France, Whose flags together deck the field,

And o'er the billows dance.

A kindred current fiUs oiu: veins,

And kindred hopes oiu: bosoms ûre ; For each heroic race maintains

The Norman Conqueror's his sire.

Then breast to breast we'll charge the Russian, Nor aid require from timid Prussian !

Well quell the vain Attila's boast, We'U scatter his barbarie host —

Hurrah for France and England !

We'U twine the lily with the rose.

And, noblest vengeance valour knows, Give freedom to our vassal foes —

Hurrah for France and England !