@3Triumph now with joy and mirth! The God of Peace hath blessed our land: We enjoy the fruits of earth Through favour of His bounteous hand. We through His most loving grace A king and kingly seed behold, Like a sun with lesser stars Or careful shepherd to his fold: Triumph then, and yield Him praise That gives us blest and joyful days.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE SUBWAY by LOUIS UNTERMEYER OUTIDANA: A DIRGE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE WHITE KNIGHT'S SONG by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON ABSALOM AND ACHITOPHEL by JOHN DRYDEN MY LOST YOUTH by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE HAPPY LIFE by MARCUS VALERIUS MARTIALIS |