| See her face shine in the moonlight--
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| Soft as silk and white as cream,
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| Silently I watch her slumber--gently kiss her cheek,
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| Then I lay my weary head beside hers--close my eyes and dream.
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| In the morning she’ll awake--
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| Cast off the night and shine like summer,
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| As she dances all about me she sparkles like a stream,
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| Her hair is full of meadowsweet--she's wrapped in leafy green.
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| On bended knee before you with tears in my eyes,
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| I pledge that till my dying day my sword is on your side--
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| Forever on your side.
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| And I love you more than life--
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| I swear that you mean everything to me,
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| Everything I’d sacrifice--
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| If my lady you would favour me.
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| Far brighter than the stars your smile,
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| You hold the richest sunset in those eyes--
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| You are England.
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| Fear not lady I’ll defend you--
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| In your cause lay down my life,
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| When 'concrete dragons’threaten they shall see my mettle gleam,
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| And die if they should try to steal your cloak of leafy green.
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| Of all the things worth dying for--
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| None sweeter have I seen,
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| Than the rose that is my England--
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| In her cloak of leafy green. |