Bring the Jubilee
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National anthem of  Ambrose | |
| Lyrics | Ethelward Marion Beech, 1863 |
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| Adopted | August 14, 1940 |
Bring the Jubilee is the national anthem of the Ambrosian Confederal Republic. Originating as a marching song during the early stages of the Great War of the North, the lyrics were standardized by Ethelward Marion Beech, an aide-de-camp to Godfred Crovan. In 1940, President of Ambrose Frederic Townsend recognized the song as the country's national anthem.
Lyrics
| Anglish original | English translation |
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| First Stanza | |
| From the homestead to the upland, from our wharflands to our farums We find the tharleredes 'cross the sea have spurred us to alarum. But loving our ole Commonwealth, shan't let it come to harm So grab the buck and bugle, men, and now, I say, to arms! |
From the city to the countryside, from our dockyards to our farms We find the tyrants 'cross the sea have spurred us to alarm. But, loving our Republic, we shan't let it come to harm So grab the buck and bugle, men, and now, I say, to arms! |
| Chorus | |
| Hurrah! Hurrah! We bring the jubilee! Hurrah for the Commonwealth, rearding guns that make befree! |
Hurrah! Hurrah! We bring the jubilee! Hurrah for the Republic, sounding guns of liberty! |
| Second Stanza | |
| We are barrowmen and wealders, and proud shipyaegers the same And ne'er shall our worthful blazon ever fall to shame. From the white peels of Caerbannock, to the ice of Northumbri' We stride in tide and sing in rime, roodfirding 'cross the sea! Offbreak |
We are mountaineers and woodsmen, and proud mariners the same And ne'er shall our honored blazon ever fall to shame. From the white peaks of Caerbannock, to the ice of Northumbri' We march in time and sing in rhyme, crusading 'cross the sea! Chorus |
| Third Stanza | |
| Riding through the dunsparades, at forefence with the guns. With the strength of Gideon, our boys will never run. We live, we fight, we die for Commonwealth, heries be! And though some may perish, they ward freedom's warantey. Offbreak |
Riding through the cannonades, at cadence with the guns. With the strength of Gideon, our boys will never run. We live, we fight, we die for our Republic, praises be! And though some may perish, they guard freedom's guarantee. Chorus |