Stones from The Quarry or, Moods of Mind. By Henry Browne [i.e. Henry Ellison] |
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THE ANNIVERSARY OF THE QUEEN'S
CORONATION. |
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THE ANNIVERSARY OF THE QUEEN'S CORONATION.
Time, who three decades since, placed on thy youngAnd virgin brow of temporal crown the weight,
On which, amid the many gems and great,
No jewels there a purer radiance flung
Than those pure pearls which Nature herself strung,
Of youth and innocence. Time doth abate
The earthlier glories of thy birth and state,
To foil those heavenlier Graces, not among
His Givings or his Takings. He 'twas not
That placed on thine anointed head beside
That purer crown of Womanhood, thy lot
High-raised, with sanctions, graces that abide
To hallow, and with titles without blot,
“Wife,” “Mother,” capped and crowned thy crownèd pride.
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