Thomas Babington Macaulay

And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers
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And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers
And the temples of his gods?

A beggarly people,
A church and no steeple.

A beggarly people,
A church and no steeple.

Then none was for a party;
Than all were for the state;
Then the great man helped read more

Then none was for a party;
Than all were for the state;
Then the great man helped the poor,
And the poor man loved the great:
Then lands were fairly portioned;
Then spoils were fairly sold:
The Romans were like brothers
In the brave days of old.

There were gentlemen and there were seamen in the navy of Charles
the Second. But the seamen were not read more

There were gentlemen and there were seamen in the navy of Charles
the Second. But the seamen were not gentlemen; and the gentlemen
were not seamen.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.