Imagine
This Royal Throne of Kings, this scepter'd isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall,
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands,
This blessed spot, this earth, this realm, this England.
(from Shakespeare's Richard II, Act 2)
Imagine Yourself In Britain
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