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      NEW PATRIOTIC SONG.

ADVANCE, BRITANNIA'S SONS.

Advanced Britannia's sons, advance!
'To answer Honour's call,
And join the gallant sons of France,
To aid a tyrant's fall!

To you an outcry of distress
Will ne'er be made in vain;
A nations wrongs ye must redress
Upon the battle plain !

In days long pass'd our giant pow'r
We 'gainst each other hurl'd.
But Time brings round the happy hour,
And shows th' admiring world

Two nations joining heart and hand
To heal another's woes,
The firmest friends, long, long to stand,
The terror of their foes!

The prize a nation values most,
Without which life's a bane—
The prize that's been the Briton's boast,
In something, more than name

Is liberty !— for that we'll fight
Till death, against the world :
Its halo still surrounds our flag,
Where'er it waves unfurled!

And when grim War has run his race,
And smiling Peace again
Returns to show her happy face,
With Plenty in her train,

The mem'ry of the deeds we've done
In aiding the oppress'd,
Will bind, in ages yet to come,
The nations of the West!

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J. NICHOLSON, PRINTER, KIRKCUDBRIGHT.