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VICTORIA'S GRANDCHILD.
Another crown for thee, most gracious Queen!Another phase of glory and of bliss,
Brighter than even that so lately seen
Risen o'er Hindostan in light serene,
A brighter and a better crown is this:
For, haloed with a nimbus of new joy,
It now is thine to fondle and to kiss
Thy child's dear child, thy darling's darling boy:
Kind Heaven, shed mercies on that tender pair
The mother and her babe!—be sure thou art
Not unremembered of our English heart,
O proud and happy Father, in that pray'r;
Nor chiefly thou, O Queen; nor thy glad part,
Young Grandsire, in exulting Prussia's heir.
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