When Britain first, at Heaven's command
Arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sang this strain:
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
>>7885813
The nations, not so blest as thee,
Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall;
While thou shalt flourish great and free,
The dread and envy of them all.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
>>7885819
The nations, not so blest as thee,
Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall;
While thou shalt flourish great and free,
The dread and envy of them all.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
>>7885825
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! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
that's a nice 'go 'za
Did you just fucking make a bean-on-toast flatbread pizza?
>>7885833
Beautiful
>>7885833
yeah , id eat that.nice job!
>>7885813
last night of the proms pls go
No sausage or roasted tomatoes.
it's only at 50% potential for deliciousness.
why do British people pretend /oː/ and /aʊ/ rhyme?
rule the waves
>>7885833
Bong 'za