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V ICTORIA'S sceptre o'er the deep
Has touch'd and broken slavery's chain;
Yet, strange magician! she enslaves
Our hearts within her own domain.

Her spirit is devout, and burns
With thoughts adverse to bigotry;
Yet she herself, the idol, turns
Our thoughts into idolatry.
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