The Call to Serve.
The King is dead! Long live the Queen!
This duty regal sets the scene.
Trumpets echo their clarion call,
Thoughts of sorrow, rise and fall;
Without from towers high they sound,
Within the call to duty bound.
What heritage has gone before;
A primal link to long ago.
Who set this stage before the lights,
To raise upon a lonely height;
To play a part in primacy,
A daughter of nobility.
The First Queen.
On what ancient sea side shore;
Challenged now to give much more,
To defend a kingdom vowed,
A leader called by people proud;
Stood strong spirited Boadicea?
In faith within, without fear.
Her Royal blood to all is bound;
In courage and in purpose sound.
In noble deeds she is joined,
To bring together all her kind.
A battle loud cry climbs the sky;
A banner swirls, raised up high.
To victory a compliment;
Against the foe a challenge sent.
United in the race that's done;
A Nation bound itself as one;
To lay the fabric firm and strong,
In history set, a record long.
The Virgin Queen.
England's glory has been raised;
In triumph through a thousand days.
The first Elizabeth is praised,
In leading progress over seas.
The sails of ships bare aloft,
Her pennant, over oceans crossed.
There are many tribulations;
Trials and journeys of fortune.
Adventures sponsored for the swift;
A golden hour long sweeping faith.
Loyalty touched by hearts stout,
Rewards of duty, given out.
Love coached for opportunity.
Malice and intrigue in impunity.
Defender of the Realm, to rule;
Challenged daily for the Jewel;
Strong in heart and firm in mind,
A mark is made, Her word to bind.
Two score and five years are given;
Called to do a Nation's bidding.
What cost is borne, the crown'd head,
The sceptre and the sword which bled?
A path to walk in loneliness,
A Princess set as "Good Queen Bess."
A legacy of literature;
A refining of art grandeur;
Much is given to her success,
As voices rose in prayer, "God Bless!"
A regal role well played in life,
A child brought forth by Henry, the Eighth.
The pages of history turned,
With many Crowns fought and earned;
Until the balance brought about,
A child in conscience grown devout;
Aquarius beneath was born,
When Semper Eadem crowned that morn!
In service to follow,
A path, of counsel, from Marlborough.
To stand in Victory, His sign,
Commemorated at Blenheim.
A peace of Empire is sought,
Battled abroad; At home action fraught.
Anne, by Union, a northern act;
Secured agreement. A Pact.
Two kingdoms brought to one accord;
A role of Kirk and English lord.
Her love of people to draw forth;
A welcome given Her Scottish host.
Through years she bore Her Royal pain;
A child to follow Her in reign.
Her seventh, in Gloucester, a son;
Before and after, there were none.
She struggled onward valiantly;
Her spirit commend Her daily!
To those around Her came the call,
To lift a people's pride withal;
In policy to bring about,
A stronger faith in one devout.
Her charge left in Hanover's name,
At last Her word, always the same.
A blossom in May's gusty morn;
A strong cry to the early dawn;
At Kensington the child was born;
A Palace soon to be called home.
Baptized as Alexandrina;
Victoria, hence in short, Drina.
William the IVth. has passed along!
The message brought by Conyngham;
Taken to Her in the early hours,
Her hand extended, held in power.
Resolved in goodwill, what is right;
To do Her duty, vowed that night.
Victoria, named by Her command,
Proclaimed as Sovereign through the land.
Lord Melbourne came before the Queen,
Her Minister and mentor deemed;
His counsel given for many years,
Upheld in strength, shared in tears.
A Consort Royal she chose!
Albert, to Him, the question she propose.
A mutual love was shared by both;
Secured when they sealed their troth.
Daily they grew in each other's role;
Bound together, spirit and soul.
A family of nine they raised;
Away from Buckingham they played.
At Balmoral, a Highland home;
On island sea side shore, Osborne;
Windsor, where long before, many stayed;
Children matured and adult made.
It was still December; Alone!
When death claimed those so near the throne.
Tested Europe, in turmoil turned;
As Houses rose and boundaries changed.
Consolidation of kingdoms came,
When Imperatrix joined the name.
A time of mourning expressed;
Parliament and Parties pressed;
A Jubilee resolved the past,
With vigour raised the people's toast;
A welcome warmth greeted Her coach,
A cloud uplifted, from Her remorse.
A crowning glory interposed,
A fabric rich of family sowed;
Children shared through Nations proud,
With parent's strength and love endowed;
Carried forward in many years;
Britannia regaled by people's tears.
The People's Queen!
The time arrived, the duty set;
A choice uncared for to be met;
In preparation, to be given;
A journey, from a distance bidden.
The price of grief is put aside,
For good King George the Sixth had died.
A Princess Royal to Ascend;
To Britain's highest office tend;
To bring together many years,
In practice now the time to serve;
Elizabeth, the chosen name,
The Second, titled to the Throne.
A stalwart personality;
Enroled in Her Feudal Duty.
A sense of Her self sacrifice,
Reflective of Her early life;
To stand with purpose and finesse;
To conquer, as is Everest.
A Father's child; A child no more!
Accepts the office and the role;
The keeper of a Nation's pride,
A Kingdom and Dominion's guide.
A celebration for this Host,
From sea to sea and coast to coast.
An open book may be read!
Reflects the daily ritual shared;
Of how a family will grow,
In time of Joy, Love, Deep sorrow.
A baby's presence is adored,
The loss of family abhorred.
For such as Her Majesty;
A place must earn in history.
Her Realm is toured openly;
She walks and touches Royally;
Shares in trials with common folk,
Party and feast, events of note.
A Counsellor, unpolitic;
To Premiers She does not predict.
Her role as confidante is set;
To guide, to temper, as they direct.
A concern is held for the rights;
To balance progress set within sight.
Respect commanded with loyalty;
Admired at arm's length to be;
A focus of affection spread,
A shield of pride put out ahead;
For there are none today who shall not say..
Once more this day...
"Long Live Our Queen!"
1993 © Will George.