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Keep our Empire undismembered guide our Forces by Thy Hand, gallan

Keep our Empire undismembered guide our Forces by Thy Hand, gallant blacks from far Jamaica, Honduras and Togoland; protect them Lord in all their fights, and even more, protect the whites. – John Betjeman

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I have a Vision of the Future, chum. The workers flats in fields of soya beans tower up like silver pencils, score on score. – John Betjeman

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Too many people in the modern world view poetry as a luxury, not a necessity like petrol. But to me its the oil of life. – John Betjeman

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Peoples backyards are much more interesting than their front gardens, and houses that back on to railways are public benefactors. – John Betjeman

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If Germany is to become a colonizing power, all I say is, God speed her! She becomes our ally and partner in the execution of the great purposes of Providence for the advantage of mankind. – William Ewart Gladstone

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Great Britain has lost an Empire and has not yet found a role. – Dean Acheson

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Without the Empire we should be tossed like a cork in the cross current of world politics. It is at once our sword and our shield. – William Morris Hughes

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Empires built on force will always be destroyed. Those built on trust in Christ will remain. – Joseph R. Sizoo

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Written poetry is worth reading once, and then should be destroyed. Let the dead poets make way for others. Then we might even come to see that it is our veneration for what has already been created, however beautiful and valid it may be, that petrifies us. – Antonin Artaud

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