A Land of Enlightenment and Glory

Land of Enlightenment and Glory,
Mother of the Refined,
How shall we extol thee, who are born of brine?
I heard my country calling, away across the sea,
Across the waste of waters,
she calls and calls to me.
Wider still and wider shall thy bounds be set;
Gods, who made thee mighty,
make thee mightier yet!
Sea by sea, her shining bounds increase the nation,
And her ways are ways of progress,
her goals sophistication.
When Arandach first, at immortal command,
Arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sang this strain:
"Rule, Arandach! Celeda Ablan rules the sea:
"The Arandai simply are the best
no one else is beautiful as thee."