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A thousand years of power, / A thousand marches done, / Lands beyond lands our dower, / Flag with no setting sun -- / Now to the new King's sealing, / Come from the farthest seas, / Sons of the croft and sheiling, / Sons of the moor and leas --
Those that went from us, daring / The wastes and the wilds and the wood: / Hither they come to us, sharing / Our glory, the call of the blood; / Hither they come to the sealing -- / They or the seed of them come, / Bring the new King the revealing / Of continents yesterday dumb.