While now on Him who long has bless'd
To bless her as of yore,
Once more we cry for England,
England once more!
As Past in Present hid,
As old transfused to new,
Through change she lives unchanging,
To self and glory true;
From Alfred's and from Edward's day
Who still has kept the seas,
To him who on his death-morn spoke
Her watchword on the breeze!
While now on Him who long has bless'd
To bless her as of yore,
Once more we cry for England,
England once more!
What blasts from East and North,
What storms that swept the land
Have borne her from her bearings
Since Caesar seized the strand!
Yet that strong loyal heart through all
Has steer'd her sage and free,
--Hope's armour'd Ark in glooming years,
And whole world's sanctuary!
While now on Him who long has bless'd
To bless her as of yore,
Once more we cry for England,
England once more!
Old keel, old heart of oak,
Though round thee roar and chafe
All storms of life, thy helmsman
Shall make the haven safe!
Then with Honour at the head, and Faith,
And Peace along the wake,
Law blazon'd fair on Freedom's flag,
Thy stately voyage take:--
While now on Him who long has bless'd
To bless Thee as of yore,
Once more we cry for England,
England once more!
APPENDIX
A: p. 87
_Till the terrible Day unreveal'd_; Much of course is and will probably
remain unknown among the details of that fatal and fascinating drama,
Mary's life.
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