Rose of England

Lyrics

Rose of England, thou shalt fade not here Proud and bright from rolling year to year Red shall thy petals be as rich wine untold Shed by thy warriors who served thee of old Rose of England, breathing England's air Flower of Chivalry beyond compare; While hand and heart endure to cherish thy prime Thou shalt blossom to the end of Time Grown in one land alone Where proud winds have blown; There's not a flow'r Born of the show'r Braver than England's own Though gales of winter blow Piercing hail and snow Shining she stays Bright as in days of yore Old England's pride still blossoms Frеsh on England's shore Rose of England, thou shalt fade not hеre Proud and bright from rolling year to year Red shall thy petals be as rich wine untold Shed by thy warriors who served thee of old Rose of England, breathing England's air Flower of Chivalry beyond compare; While hand and heart endure to cherish thy prime Thou shalt blossom to the end of Time