Poems (Curwen)/H.R.H. Prince of Wales
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H. R. H. Prince of Wales.
Born November 9th, 1841.
Five and fifty years ago,
A baby came from baby-land,
To a palace home, and lo!
Joy-bells rang throughout the land.
For that little baby fair
Was Albert Edward, England's heir.
A baby came from baby-land,
To a palace home, and lo!
Joy-bells rang throughout the land.
For that little baby fair
Was Albert Edward, England's heir.
Proudly Queen Victoria lay,
Holding baby to her breast;
And methinks that she would say—
God is good, and I am blest;
Keep my babe, O King of Kings,
'Neath Thine everlasting wings.
Holding baby to her breast;
And methinks that she would say—
God is good, and I am blest;
Keep my babe, O King of Kings,
'Neath Thine everlasting wings.
Swift the years have rolled away,
And to-day Victoria hears
The bells ring, as they rang that day,
And she smileth through her tears,
As her mother heart still sings—
Guard him ever King of Kings.
And to-day Victoria hears
The bells ring, as they rang that day,
And she smileth through her tears,
As her mother heart still sings—
Guard him ever King of Kings.