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Poem
December 3, 1762
The New Hampshire Gazette
Portsmouth, Rockingham County, New Hampshire
What is this article about?
A humble poetic address to the Prince of Wales on his birthday, celebrating his birth as a divine blessing to Britain, invoking angelic protection, and praising Queen Charlotte for presenting him to the King.
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An humble ADDRESS
To his Royal Highness the Prince
of Wales, on his Birth-Day.
Sweetest Bud of Brunswick Race,
Heir of each parental Grace,
Sent from Heav'n to bless our Isle.
Deign to accept with dimpling Smile,
The ardent Wishes of my Breast,
The first, perhaps, to thee address'd.
Pray'rs and Wishes that arise
From humble Hearts may reach the Skies
And thence descend in plenteous Show'rs
Of Blessing on thy early Hours.
O'er thy Canopy of State
May Britain's Guardian-Angel wait.
And round thy little rolling Bed
The choicest of his Influence Shed :
Fanning with his balmy Wings
Far from thee all hurtful Things :
Whate'er might cause a Nation's Fears
And blast the Hope of future Years.
While in softest Slumbers lying :
Pleasant Dreams be he supplying ;
And on thy tender Organs fine
Impress, with Energy divine.
The Virtues of the Royal Line.
But hark ! the thundering Cannons roar
Old Thames rebound from Shore to Shore :
In loud Huzza's the Crown display
Their Joys on this auspicious day ;
Eccho from neighbouring Hills and Dales
Repeats Long live our Prince of Wales.
And while to Heaven our Vows arise,
And blazing Fires salute the Skies,
We hail our gracious Queen, who brings
This Present to the best of Kings.
Happy Charlotte, hail to thee.
Great in mildest Majesty ;
Great in thy own illustrious House.
Greater in thy royal Spouse ;
Still great and happy may'st thou be,
Transmitting to Posterity
A bright and numerous Progeny.
To his Royal Highness the Prince
of Wales, on his Birth-Day.
Sweetest Bud of Brunswick Race,
Heir of each parental Grace,
Sent from Heav'n to bless our Isle.
Deign to accept with dimpling Smile,
The ardent Wishes of my Breast,
The first, perhaps, to thee address'd.
Pray'rs and Wishes that arise
From humble Hearts may reach the Skies
And thence descend in plenteous Show'rs
Of Blessing on thy early Hours.
O'er thy Canopy of State
May Britain's Guardian-Angel wait.
And round thy little rolling Bed
The choicest of his Influence Shed :
Fanning with his balmy Wings
Far from thee all hurtful Things :
Whate'er might cause a Nation's Fears
And blast the Hope of future Years.
While in softest Slumbers lying :
Pleasant Dreams be he supplying ;
And on thy tender Organs fine
Impress, with Energy divine.
The Virtues of the Royal Line.
But hark ! the thundering Cannons roar
Old Thames rebound from Shore to Shore :
In loud Huzza's the Crown display
Their Joys on this auspicious day ;
Eccho from neighbouring Hills and Dales
Repeats Long live our Prince of Wales.
And while to Heaven our Vows arise,
And blazing Fires salute the Skies,
We hail our gracious Queen, who brings
This Present to the best of Kings.
Happy Charlotte, hail to thee.
Great in mildest Majesty ;
Great in thy own illustrious House.
Greater in thy royal Spouse ;
Still great and happy may'st thou be,
Transmitting to Posterity
A bright and numerous Progeny.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
What themes does it cover?
Patriotism
Political
Religious Faith
What keywords are associated?
Prince Of Wales
Birthday Address
Royal Birth
Queen Charlotte
Britain Blessing
Guardian Angel
Royal Virtues
Poem Details
Title
An Humble Address To His Royal Highness The Prince Of Wales, On His Birth Day.
Subject
On His Birth Day
Form / Style
Rhymed Couplets
Key Lines
Sweetest Bud Of Brunswick Race,
Heir Of Each Parental Grace,
Sent From Heav'n To Bless Our Isle.
Long Live Our Prince Of Wales.
Happy Charlotte, Hail To Thee.