Classic Poem

I.

Lay thy flow'ry Garlands by,
Ever blooming gentle May!
Other Honors now are nigh;
Other Honors see we pay.
Lay thy flow'ry Garlands by , &c.

II.

Majesty and great Renown
Wait thy beamy Brow to crown,
Parent of our Hero, thou,
G EORGE on Britain didst bestow.
Thee the Trumpet, thee the Drum,
With the plumy Helm, become:
Thee the Spear and shining Shield,
With ev'ry Trophy of the warlike Field.

III.

Call thy better Blessings forth,
For the Honor of his Birth:
Still the Voice of loud Commotion,
Bid the complaining Murmurs cease,
Lay the Billows of the Ocean;
And compose the Land in Peace.
Call thy better , &c.

IV.

Queen of Odors, fragrant May ,
For this Boon, this happy Day,
Janus with the double Face
Shall to thee resign his Place,
Thou shalt rule with better Grace:
Time from thee shall wait his Doom,
And thou shalt lead the Year for ev'ry Age to come.

V.

Fairest Month! in Caesar pride thee,
Nothing like him canst thou bring,
Tho' the Graces smile beside thee:
Tho' thy Bounty gives the Spring.

VI.

Tho' like Flora thou array thee,
Finer than the painted Bow;
Carolina shall repay thee
All thy Sweetness, all thy Show.

VII.

She herself a Glory greater
Than thy golden Sun discloses;
And her smiling Offspring sweeter
Than the Bloom of all thy Roses.