 | The domestic affections |  |
Thou, whose lov'd presence and benignant smile
Has beam'd effulgence on this favour'd isle;
Thou! the fair seraph, in immortal state,
Thron'd on the rainbow, heaven's emblazon'd gate;
Thou! whose mild whispers in the summer-breeze
Control the storm, and undulate the seas;
Spirit of mercy! oh! return, to bring
Palm in thy wreath, and “healing on thy wing!”
Compose each passion to th' eternal will,
Say to the hurricane of war,—“Be still!”
“Vengeance, expire! thy reign, ambition, cease!
Beam, light of heaven! triumphant star of peace!”
Has beam'd effulgence on this favour'd isle;
Thou! the fair seraph, in immortal state,
Thron'd on the rainbow, heaven's emblazon'd gate;
Thou! whose mild whispers in the summer-breeze
Control the storm, and undulate the seas;
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Palm in thy wreath, and “healing on thy wing!”
Compose each passion to th' eternal will,
Say to the hurricane of war,—“Be still!”
“Vengeance, expire! thy reign, ambition, cease!
Beam, light of heaven! triumphant star of peace!”
| The domestic affections | |