Curzon

CXCII The Loyalists

O ye, who with your blood and sweat
Watered the furrows of this land,—
See where upon a nation’s brow,
In honour’s front, ye proudly stand

Who for her pride abased your own,
And gladly on her altar laid
All bounty of the outer world,
All memories that your glory made.

And to her service bowed your strength,
Took labour for your shield and crest;
See where upon a nation’s brow,
Her diadem ye proudly rest!

Sarah Anne Curzon.