<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="" class="head">Hail</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">CROWN'D is our king to-day,</p><p class="line">Bloom on the faded spray,</p><p class="line">Dawn and her golden ray</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">After sad night;</p><p class="line">Fled be the clouds that loom,</p><p class="line">Routed the year-long gloom,</p><p class="line">Shade of our Edward's tomb,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">By the new Light!</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Waft it, O breeze!</p><p class="line">Whisper the Word on thy rustling wing,</p><p class="line">Carry it over the leaping seas--</p><p class="line">Kissing the dimly glittering sands--</p><p class="line">To the lowly homes of far-off lands,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">And the palaces of kings!</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Ah! welcome the Word;</p><p class="line">Wherever the red flag flutters</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">And a people's heart is true,</p><p class="line">Wherever the olden songs are heard</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Commingling with the new;</p><p class="line">Where they think on sea-girt Britain,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">And fight the wilful tears;</p><p class="line">And the old home is the dear home</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">To wistful sojourners.</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">As when a weary captive lies,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Pale-peering through the bars,</p><p class="line">And a noble thought flushes his brain,</p><p class="line">And, all oblivious of pain,</p><p class="line">His soul soars upward to the skies</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">And the bright joy-sobbing stars:</p><p class="line">So, men on earth, O myriad-minded throng,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Scorning your narrow fetters, upward soar,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">And with one voice to the wild air outpour</p><p class="line">The thunderous magic of the patriots' song:</p></div><div class="stanza"><p class="line">Crown'd is our king (ye say),</p><p class="line">Crown'd are our hearts to-day,</p><p class="line">One heart and crown for aye,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">One song we sing;</p><p class="line">Nobly his life be spent</p><p class="line">For the world's betterment,</p><p class="line">Peace, honour, and content:</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">Long reign our king!</p></div><p><em>June</em>, 1911.</p></body></html> · Great War