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Where are your old soldiers with slashes and scars,
That never used drinking in no time of wars.â¨
Nor shedding of blood in mad drunken jars
And is not Old England grown new
Where are your old swords, your bills and your bows,â¨
Your bucklers and targets that never feared blows,
They are turned to stilettos and other fare shows.â¨
And is not Old England grown new.
We have new fashioned beards and new fashioned locks,â¨
And new fashioned hats for our new painted blocks.
And more new diseases besides the French Pox,
â¨And is not Old England grown new.
New trickings new goings new measures new paces,â¨
New fashions new riches new power in new places.â¨
Puts old sneers and old scorn on a set of new facesâ¨
And is not old England grown new?
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