MY trembling song! awake! arise! And early tell thy tuneful tale, Tell thy great Master, that the Night is gone; The feeble phantoms disappear, And now the New-Year's welcome Sun O'erspreads the eastern skies; He smiles on every hill, he smiles on every vale. His glories fill our hemisphere; Tell Him Apollo greets Him well, And with his fellow Wanderers agrees To reward all His labours, and lengthen His days, In spite of the politic follies of Hell, And vain contrivance of the destinies. Tell Him, a Crown of Thorns no more Shall His sacred temples gore, For all the rigours of His life are o'er. Wondrous Prince! design'd to show What noble minds can bravely undergo, You are our wonder, you our love; Earth from beneath, Heaven from above, Call loud for songs of triumph and of praise, Their voices and their souls they raise; IO PAEAN do we sing, Long live, long live the King! Rise, mighty Monarch, and ascend the Throne, Tis yet, once more your own, For Lucifer and all his legions are o'erthrown: Son of the Morning, first-born Son of Light, How wert thou tumbled headlong down, Into the dungeons of eternal night! While th' loyal stars of the celestial quire Surrounded with immortal beams, Mingle their unpolluted flames, Their just Creator to admire. With awful reverence they adore Him, Cover their faces, and fall down before Him; And night and day for ever sing @3Hosannah, Hallelujah to th' Almighty King!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...POSTHUMOUS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DRIFTERS: BELLA COOLA TO WILLIAMS LAKE by KAREN SWENSON THE FLOWER OF FINAE by THOMAS OSBORNE DAVIS TO THE MEMORY OF SAMUEL WHITBREAD by BERNARD BARTON THE LOVE OF DECEIT by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE REMARKS TO THE BACK OF A PEW by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |