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Gibraltar

EN weeks of sea, and twice seven days of

Upon the huge Atlantic, and once

We ride into still water and the

Of a sweet evening, screen'd by either

Of Spain and Barbary.

Our toils are o'er,

Our exile is accomplish'd.

Once

We look on Europe, mistress as of

Of the fair earth and of the hearts of men.  Ay, this is the famed rock which

And Goth and Moor bequeath'd us.

At this

England stands sentry.

God! to hear the

Sweet treble of her fifes upon the breeze,

And at the summons of the rock gun's

To see her red coats marching from the hill!

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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt (17 August 1840[1] – 10 September 1922[2]), sometimes spelled Wilfred, was an English poet and writer. He and his wife, Lad…

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