The eagle of your emblem would not stoop 
To the proud vaults of that outrageous wing 
That Bismark reared, and strengthened, and bade swoop 
Fierce upon France, whose pallid pinions droop 
To own an Emperor where she mocked a king : 
Their challenge you hurled back across the foam : 
Vienna and tall Rome 
Trembled for their ally :  you stirred our hearts at home. 
 
The fire of love no waters shall devour ; 
The faith of friendship stands the shocks of time ; 
Seal with your voice the triumph of this hour, 
Your glory to our glory and our power, 
Alliance of one tongue, one faith, one clime ! 
Seal and clasp hands ; and let the sea proclaim 
Friendship of righteous fame, 
And lordship of two worlds that time can never tame. 
 
Stoop not and tender not an hour’s regret 
For those wild words in trivial anger passed : 
Forget your fools, as we their words forget, 
And join our worlds in one amazing net 
Of empire and dominion, till aghast 
The lying Russian cloke his traitor head 
More close, since Spain has bled 
To wake in us the love that lay a century dead.
 
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