Sonnets written chiefly during a tour through Holland, Germany, Italy, Turkey, and Hungary. By Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley |
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TO THE QUEEN.
Be all bright blessings heaped, and richly storedFor thee!—fair Maiden-Majesty!—who now,
With every grace endowed that wins Love's vow,
Rul'st our Imperial England!—our adored!—
(On which with thee be endless blessings poured!)
Lo!—that most Queenly—yet Seraphic brow!—
The youthful and the beautiful art thou!
The Destinies, that o'er all empires lord,
Were surely melted by thy smile serene,
Melted and softened into tenderness;
Mild Ministers and dear Allies they lean,
And do thy gentle bidding—we address
Such prayers to Heaven for thee—beloved Queen!—
As for our Souls we breathe—when urging Heaven to bless!
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