Poems (Curwen)/The Diamond Jubilee
The Diamond Jubilee.
Come, all ye loyal children, And listen unto me, And I will sing a little song About the Jubilee—The Diamond Jubilee, dears, Which you all know, I ween, Is to celebrate the record reign Of our beloved Queen.
For sixty long, long years, dears, Victoria has reigned, And never English monarch has Such love and honour gained, As this good Queen of ours, dears, Whose sympathies, oft shown, Have drawn her subjects' hearts to her And bound them to the throne.
On worthier head has ne'er been set The crown of our dear land, Nor hand so firm, yet gentle, held The sceptre of command; And neath her wise and temperate sway England has come to be The leading power of the world, The home of loyalty.
And the children of Old England Should both love her and revere, For the interests of the children She has aye held close and dear; And through her gracious influence The children of to-day Have the many privileges which Now bless their childhood's way.
Surely, Victoria is blest All others far above, Since God has given her length of days, And wisdom, power, and love; And, like a star, her name will shine On future history's page, When generations yet unborn Read the Victorian Age.
Now, children, dear, I hope you'll all Pray that our Queen may be Preserved from every danger on The day of Jubilee. 'Twill be a thrilling sight indeed To watch the pageant grand: God keep the assembled hosts from harm, And guard the Royal band.