"Rule Britannia!" British Patriotic Song (Recorded in 1914/Rare) скачать в хорошем качестве

"Rule Britannia!" British Patriotic Song (Recorded in 1914/Rare)

🇬🇧English🇬🇧 Words: from a poem by James Thomson Composer: Thomas Arn (1740) 🇷🇺Русский🇷🇺 Слова: из поэмы Джеймса Томсона  Комплзитор: Томаса Арна (1740) 🇬🇧Text🇬🇧 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! Britannia rule the waves: Britons never will be slaves. 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! Britannia rule the waves: Britons never will be slaves. Still more majestic shalt thou rise, More dreadful, from each foreign stroke; As the loud blast that tears the skies, Serves but to root thy native oak. Rule, Britannia! Britannia rule the waves: Britons never will be slaves. 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! Britannia rule the waves: Britons never will be slaves. To thee belongs the rural reign; Thy cities shall with commerce shine: All thine shall be the subject main, And every shore it circles thine. Rule, Britannia! Britannia rule the waves: Britons never will be slaves. The Muses, still with freedom found, Shall to thy happy coast repair; Blest Isle! With matchless beauty crown’d, And manly hearts to guard the fair. Rule, Britannia! Britannia rule the waves: Britons never will be slaves.