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And faster still and faster, and up the glen we flew ; 

 With a shout at the squadron leaders, the Colonel led us 

 through. 



Oh, how we hacked and hewed them, and how they fought 



and fell, 

 Those dark-faced Indian warriors, that stood so long and 



well ; 

 But we took the position, and routed them all at last ; 

 The dark-faced Indian warriors found that their lot was 



cast. 



And so, three cheers for England ! There's life in England 



yet ; 

 The good old order changeth not when brave men's minds 



are set. 

 On one true-hearted purpose, and one true-hearted cause, 

 Of pure and wholesome government, and firm unbiassed 



laws. 



And is there not a touch of love in good old England 

 still, 



That binds true hearts together, and makes men do her 

 will ? 



In spite of strikes and tumults, and smouldering discon- 

 tent, 



There's something left in England which only finds a 

 vent 



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