Poems (Sewell)/Lines to His Majesty on Peace
LINES,RESPECTFULLY ADDRESSED TO HIS MAJESTY, ON THE BLESSING OF PEACE,Written in the Spring of 1802.
While Peace, with animated strain,
Re-echoes on the rural plain,
And decks fair Spring's reviving scene,
With fairer flow'rs and brighter green!
Whilst ev'n the fading cheek of woe,
With pious gratitude shall glow,
And War, content with past renown,
To Mercy yields his laurel crown!
When Joy puts on her festive suit,
Shall Loyalty alone be mute?
No! to our gracious Monarch's ear,
Its humblest tribute shall be dear!
—Its prayer, each bright revolving day,
Implores a blessing on his way,
Whilst fearless Duty marks its own,
To change and rebel Pride unknown;
And when th' inspiring note of Praise,
Its homage to the sky shall raise,
With Gratitude's seraphic flame,
Still may we blend our Sov'reign's name!
Re-echoes on the rural plain,
And decks fair Spring's reviving scene,
With fairer flow'rs and brighter green!
Whilst ev'n the fading cheek of woe,
With pious gratitude shall glow,
And War, content with past renown,
To Mercy yields his laurel crown!
When Joy puts on her festive suit,
Shall Loyalty alone be mute?
No! to our gracious Monarch's ear,
Its humblest tribute shall be dear!
—Its prayer, each bright revolving day,
Implores a blessing on his way,
Whilst fearless Duty marks its own,
To change and rebel Pride unknown;
And when th' inspiring note of Praise,
Its homage to the sky shall raise,
With Gratitude's seraphic flame,
Still may we blend our Sov'reign's name!