Classic Poem

Obedient ever to thy lov'd command,
See peerless Charlotte take imperial stand;
Supremely eminent, benign, serene,
She proves that real worth can grace a Queen;
She shews that rank can no exemption claim,
The Wife, the Mother, still one common name:
Arduous indeed the loftier paths to tread,
And 'midst alluring pomp examples spread;
Yet does the royal matron brightly prove,
Th' excelling pattern of connubial love;
Her blooming offspring feel a mother's care,
Whose well-apportion'd time they fondly share,
When from the toils of state she hastes to find
The softest transport of the human mind.
Return then, G UARDIAN P OW'D ! to bless thy land,
Return, and reassume thy dread command;
Thy drooping sons, thy once-lov'd Britons mourn,
And fervent wishes breathe for thy return:
Quit then thy pearly grots, thy coral caves,
Whose margents green obsequious N EPTUNE laves,
Let H IM thy dread behests with rapture hear,
And waft to hostile shores thy bolts of war;
Again let U NION 's sacred flag be spread,
And crown with GLORIOUS WREATHS B RITANNIA'S HEAD .