- :^PR]jl6l ^|B?5B8 FRIDGES, Robert S. Brittarmia Victrix. CT »«fc 1 LIBRARY UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA R iv TZritannia Victrix by UpBE^T BRIDGES Poet Laureate Nov. 23 , igi8 /9/S Oxford University Press London Edinburgh Glasgow New York Toronto Melbourne Cape Town Bombay Humphrey Milford Publisher to the University BRITANNIA VICT%IX Careless wast thou m thy pride , Queen of seas and countries wide. Glorying on thy peaceful throne : — Can thy love thy sins atone f What shall dreams of glory serve , If thy sloth thy doo?n deserve, When the strong relentless foe Storm thy gates to lay thee low ? Careless, ah ! he saw thee leap Mighty from thy startled sleep, Heard afar thy challenge ring: ^Twas the world's awakening. Welcome to thy children all Rallying to thee without call Oversea, the sportive sons From thy vast dominions \ Stern in unset or defence, Terrible in their confidence Dauntless wast tho unfair gdddess, Neath the cloud of thy distress ; Fierce and mirthful wast thou seen In thy toil and in thy teen ; While the nations looked to thee y Spent in world-wide cigony. Oft, throughout that long ordeal Dark with horror-stricken duty, Nature on thy heart would steal Beckoning thee with heavenly beauty , Heightening ever on thine isle All her seasons'* tranquil smile j Till thy soul anew converted. Roaming cter the fields deserted By thy sorrow sanctified, Found a place wherein to hide. Soon fresh beauty lit thy face, Then thou stood* st in Heaven* s high grace , Sudden in air on land and sea SwelPd the voice of victory. Now when jubilant bells resound And thy sons come laurel- crowned, After all thy years of woe Thou no longer canst forgo, Now thy tears are loosed to flow. Land, dear land, whose sea-built shore Nurseth warriors evermore y Land, whence Freedom far and lone Round the earth her speech has thrown Like a planet* s luminous %pne, — In thy strength and calm defiance Hold mankind in lovers alliance ! Beauteous art thcu, but the foes Of thy beauty are not those Who lie tangled and dismayed: Fearless one, be yet afraid Lest thyself thyself condemn In the wrong that ruirPd them. God, who chose thee and upraised y Mong the folk, (His name be praised] ) Proved thee then by chastisement Worthy of His high intent, Who, because thou could? st endure, Saved thee free and purged thee pure, Won thee thus His grace to win, For thy love forgave thy sin, For thy truth forgave thy pride, Queen of seas and countries wide, — He who led thee still will guide. Hark I thy sons, those spirits fresh D early housed in darling fleshy Thy full brightening buds of strength , Ere their day had any length Crushed) and fallen in torment sorest^ Hark ! the sons whom thou deplorest Call; — I hear one call; he saith: cc Mother^ weep not for my death ; 'Twas to guard our home from hell, 'Twas to make thy joy I fell Praising God y and all is well What if now thy heart should quail And in peace our victory fail \ If low greed in guise of right Rout and rive thy gathered mighty And thy power mankind to save Fall and perish on our gravel On my grave, whose legend be Fought with the brave and joyfully Died in faith of victory. Follow on the way we won ! Thou hastfoundy not lost thy son." November 23. ^& R £ttiiur lllli HffiNttJKfifc HIVI ARY 3 1210 01207 1732 X \ *