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The present looks on thee with eyes
Of love, and joy, and enterprise;
They shine as shines a rising star,
That lights the unknown and the far.
To prophesy the future, cast
A glance upon thy country's past.
How has our England changed since first
The Roman Cæsar on her burst:
And something lingers with us still
Of their indomitable will.
Like theirs, our banners when unfurl'd
Have swept o'er half a conquer'd world.
No stranger power hath sought our coast,
But to bequeath their proudest boast.
Hengist and Horsa, Saxon kings,
On their proud galley's sweeping wings:
Lords of the banner and the breeze,
Gave us our empire o'er the seas;
