Let sunny India her wealth proclaim,
her gorgeous glowing sky,
Her silken stores, her golden veins,
and flowers of every dye;
We envy not her gaudy show
where death insidious steals,
For wealth's bright diamond deck our brow
in the land of fish and seals.
Let Italy and France and Spain
their vine-clad valleys praise,
Let Greece and Rome take up the strain
and sing of bye-gone days;
Of classic fames and gorgeous names
which fame's loud trump reveals,
We boast not of past glory
in the land of fish and seals.
No great immortal names are ours
whose deeds our annals trace,
No sunny skies, no golden mines,
nor vines our valleys grace;
And yet your ice-girt Isle can claim
the true, the brave, the leal,
For slave and tyrant we disdain
in the land of fish and seals.
We boast not of our mighty dead,
but of our living brave,
Who the frozen ocean fearless tread,
or skim the angry wave;
Heaven's blessing on their gallant hearts
our country's pride and weal,
Who brave the perils of the deep
in quest of fish and seal.
May plenty cheer our hardy sons
and fortune on them smile,
If milk and honey are not ours
may we have lots of oil;
It will make each face shine with joy,
each bosom grateful feels,
And give contentment, joy and peace
in the land of fish and seals.
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