Albion and Albanius - Song
II
1 Apollo .
All hail, ye royal pair!
The gods' peculiar care:
Fear not the malice of your foes,
Their dark designing
And combining
Time and truth shall once expose:
Fear not the malice of your foes.
2
My sacred oracles assure
The tempest shall not long endure,
But when the nation's crimes are purged away
Then shall you both in glory shine,
Propitious both, and both divine,
In lustre equal to the god of day.
1 Apollo .
All hail, ye royal pair!
The gods' peculiar care:
Fear not the malice of your foes,
Their dark designing
And combining
Time and truth shall once expose:
Fear not the malice of your foes.
2
My sacred oracles assure
The tempest shall not long endure,
But when the nation's crimes are purged away
Then shall you both in glory shine,
Propitious both, and both divine,
In lustre equal to the god of day.
Translation:
Language:
Reviews
No reviews yet.