{
 "id": "john-henry-newman/england",
 "title": "England",
 "ordinal": "XLIII",
 "subtitle": null,
 "poet": "John Henry Newman",
 "poet_slug": "john-henry-newman",
 "language": "en",
 "book": "Verses on Various Occasions",
 "book_slug": "verses-on-various-occasions",
 "book_kind": "volume",
 "sequence": 43,
 "container": null,
 "epigraph": null,
 "first_published": {
  "year": 1903,
  "venue": "Verses on Various Occasions (1903)",
  "note": "First located printing is this volume; an earlier periodical printing has not been established.",
  "uncertain": false,
  "sources": [
   "https://archive.org/details/a600744000newmuoft"
  ]
 },
 "source": {
  "kind": "standard-ebooks",
  "repo": "standardebooks/john-henry-newman_verses-on-various-occasions",
  "file": "verses-on-various-occasions.xhtml",
  "upstream": [
   "http://www.newmanreader.org/works/verses",
   "https://catalog.hathitrust.org/Record/009038168",
   "https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/48927",
   "https://archive.org/details/dreamofgerontius01newmuoft"
  ],
  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
 },
 "verification": {
  "level": "structural-only",
  "last_checked": "2026-08-20"
 },
 "stats": {
  "n_lines": 18,
  "n_stanzas": 3,
  "n_parts": 0,
  "longest_line_chars": 54,
  "max_indent": 1
 },
 "site_ready": true,
 "parts": [],
 "stanzas": [
  [
   {
    "text": "Tyre of the West, and glorying in the name",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "More than in Faith’s pure fame!",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "O trust not crafty fort nor rock renown’d",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Earn’d upon hostile ground;",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Wielding Trade’s master-keys, at thy proud will",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "To lock or loose its waters, England! trust not still.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "Dread thine own power! Since haughty Babel’s prime,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "High towers have been man’s crime.",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Since her hoar age, when the huge moat lay bare,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Strongholds have been man’s snare.",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "Thy nest is in the crags; ah! refuge frail!",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Mad counsel in its hour, or traitors, will prevail.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ],
  [
   {
    "text": "He who scann’d Sodom for His righteous men",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "Still spares thee for thy ten;",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "But, should vain tongues the Bride of Heaven defy,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "He will not pass thee by;",
    "indent": 1
   },
   {
    "text": "For, as earth’s kings welcome their spotless guest,",
    "indent": 0
   },
   {
    "text": "So gives He them by turn, to suffer or be blest.",
    "indent": 0
   }
  ]
 ]
}