Classic Poem

I.

Thou fairest sweetest Daughter of the Skies,
 Indulgent, gentle, Life-restoring Peace!
With what auspicious Beauties dost thou rise,
 And Britain 's new-revolving Janus bless?

II.

Hoary Winter smiles before thee,
 Dances merrily along:
Hours and Seasons all adore thee,
 And for thee are ever young:
 Ever Goddess thus appear,
 Ever lead the joyful Year.

III.

In thee the Night, in thee the Day is blest;
In thee the dearest of the purple East:
'Tis thine, immortal Pleasures to impart,
Mirth to inspire, and raise the drooping Heart:
To thee the Pipe and tuneful String belong,
Thou Theme eternal for the Poet's Song.

IV.

Awake the golden Lyre,
Ye Heliconian Choir,
Swell ev'ry Note still higher,
And Melody inspire
At Heav'n and Earth's Desire.

V.

Hark, how the Sounds agree,
With due Complacency!
Sweet Peace 'tis all by thee,
For thou art Harmony.

VI.

Who, by Nature's fairest Creatures,
Can describe her heav'nly Features?
What Comparison can fit her?
Sweet are Roses, she is sweeter;
Light is good, but Peace is better.
Wou'd you see her such as Jove ,
Form'd for universal Love,
Bless'd by Men and Gods above?
Wou'd you ev'ry Feature trace,
Ev'ry sweetly smiling Grace?
Seek our C AROLINA'S Face.

VII.

Peace and She are Britain's Treasures,
Fruitful in eternal Pleasures:
Still their Bounty shall increase us,
Still their smiling Offspring bless us,
Happy Day when each was given
By Cæsar and indulgent Heav'n.

CHORUS.

Hail, ye celestial Pair!
Still let Britannia be your Care,
And Peace and C AROLINA crown the Year.