@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...FOR OUR BETTER GRACES by JAMES GALVIN FOR WALT WHITMAN by DAVID IGNATOW ON A TUFT OF GRASS by EMMA LAZARUS AT THE ZOO IN SPAIN by CLARENCE MAJOR UNWANTED MEMORY by CLARENCE MAJOR BETRAND AND GOURGAUD TALK OVER OLD TIMES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |