fly the flag, don your tiara and unleash your inner briton.

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FLY THE FLAG,
DON YOUR
TIARA AND
UNLEASH
YOUR INNER
BRITON.
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Rule
Britannia!
FRIDAY
2 OCTOBER 7.30PM
FEDERATION
CONCERT HALL
HOBART
BOOKINGS
TSO.COM.AU | 1800 001 190
SATURDAY
3 OCTOBER 7.30PM
ALBERT HALL
LAUNCESTON
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Song Sheet
Guy Noble conductor
Greta Bradman soprano
TSO Chorus
Program includes: Rule Britannia, Pomp and Circumstance, Land of Hope and Glory,
Jerusalem, Crown Imperial, Dambusters March and Auld Lang Syne
Rule Britannia! brings you all your favourite British patriotic numbers in one smashing concert. Sit back and think
of England (and the other bits too), revel in the great tunes and feel free to sing along yourself when conductor
Guy Noble gives you your cue.
RULE, BRITANNIA!
When Britain first at Heav’n’s command
Arose from out the azure main,
Arose, arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter, the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sang this strain:
CHORUS:
‘Rule, Britannia! Britannia rule the waves
Britons never will be slaves.’
‘Rule, Britannia! Britannia rule the waves
Britons never will be slaves.’
Still more majestic shalt thou rise
More dreadful from each foreign stroke,
More dreadful from each foreign stroke;
As the loud blast, the blast that tears the skies,
Serves but to root the native oak.
CHORUS
Thee haughty tyrants ne’er shall tame
All their attempts to bend thee down,
All their attempts to bend thee down,
Will but arouse, arouse thy gen’rous flame
But work their woe, and thy renown.
CHORUS
The Muses still with freedom found
Shall to thy happy coast repair,
Shall to thy happy, happy coast repair,
Blest Isle, With matchless, with matchless
beauty crown’d,
And manly hearts to guard the fair.
CHORUS
LAND OF HOPE AND GLORY
Land of Hope and Glory,
Mother of the Free,
How shall we extol thee,
Who are born of thee?
Wider still and wider shall thy bounds be set;
God, who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet,
God who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet.
Land of Hope and Glory,
Mother of the Free,
How shall we extol thee,
Who are born of thee?
Wider still and wider shall thy bounds be set;
God, who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet,
God who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet.
JERUSALEM (“AND DID THOSE
FEET IN ANCIENT TIME”)
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England’s mountains green?
And was the Holy Lamb of God
On England’s pleasant pastures seen?
And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among those dark Satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear!
O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of Fire!
I will not cease from mental fight;
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England’s green and pleasant land.
BYO FLAG
Cut it out, mount it on a stick and bring it along.
BYO FLAG
Cut it out, mount it on a stick and bring it along.