Glimpses of Antiquity Being a collection of metrical sketches, in the form of ballads, lyrics, &c., with main reference to mediaeval times or classical subjects. By George F. Preston [i.e. J. B. L. Warren] |
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A HYMN OF PEACE. |
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A HYMN OF PEACE.
They come! and maidens fair as morning blushes,
Before them, as they pass, are scattering flowers;
While our imperial ensign proudly flushes,
All gold and crimson, from the minster towers.
Before them, as they pass, are scattering flowers;
While our imperial ensign proudly flushes,
All gold and crimson, from the minster towers.
Conquest they bring, and, greater, holier blessing,
Peace, meed of saints, and dower of heaven above.
At her charm'd name each father is caressing,
With tears of joy, the offspring of his love.
Peace, meed of saints, and dower of heaven above.
At her charm'd name each father is caressing,
With tears of joy, the offspring of his love.
Dear crown of conquests hasten, Peace, to save us?
Grateful, as music heard by those in pain,
Sweet, as the kisses that our first love gave us,
Or breath of woodbine after summer rain!
Grateful, as music heard by those in pain,
Sweet, as the kisses that our first love gave us,
Or breath of woodbine after summer rain!
Peace, thou returnest like those bells soft pealing!
Peace, new-found guest, stay on through countless time.
May nought disturb our land's harmonious future,
Nor mar the golden years' melodious chime!
Peace, new-found guest, stay on through countless time.
May nought disturb our land's harmonious future,
Nor mar the golden years' melodious chime!
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