And leave us rulers of your blood May children of our children say, 'Her court was pure; her life serene; God gave her peace; her land reposed; A thousand claims to reverence closed In her as Mother, Wife and Queen; 'And statesmen at her council met 'By shaping some august decree, Which kept her throne unshaken still, Broad-based upon her people's will; And compass'd by the inviolate son.' |