'They bring me sorrow touched with joy,The merry merry bells of Yule.'
Tennyson, In Memoriam.
The Royal Birthday dawns again,A stricken world to bless;And sufferers forget their pain,And mourners their distress.
Love sings to-day; her eyes so fairWith happy tears are wet;She is too humble to despair,Too faithful to forget.
Her voice is very soft and sweet,Her heart is brave and strong;Her vassal, I would fain repeatSome... more...