Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis - Ballad of Lieges lyrics

Son of our King: When yoemen sailed From Britain to expand her sway, The coward from High venture quailed, The weakling sank beside the way. None save the strong in that far day, The brave, stood clear-eyed at the prow To plan such parts as venturers play. Here be their kin who greet you now. Britain had failed if these had failed - Stout pioneers whose sterner clay, Reckless of that the task entailed, Faced the unknown with no dismay. Out to vast wildernesses they Blazed pain-strewn paths, for axe plough To earn this fruitful century's pay. Here be their kin who greet you now. When o'er an Empire bugles wailed To summon liegemen to the fray, In sons the olden urge prevailed; Nor life, nor love might bid them stay. Unblooded, in red war's array They proved the breed, they kept the vow, They paid the price as liegemen may. Here be their kin who greet you now.