IV
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
· (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of Opening of the Indian and Colonial Exhibition by the Queen
Sharers of our glorious past,
Brothers, must we part at last?
Shall we not thro' good and ill
Cleave to one another still?
Britain's myriad voices call,
'Sons, be welded each and all
Into one imperial whole,
One with Britain, heart and soul!
One life, one flag, one fleet, one throne!'
Britons, hold your own!