The Queen Bee's Song

For this great Reign, now rounded

To three-score golden years,

With pride and joy unbounded

We raise a Nation's cheers;

So well-beloved, so Noble

Ere now was no-where seen;

Hail'd let her be till Sky and Sea

Respond "God Save the Queen"

So true a Sov'reign Lady

Ne'er ruled all hearts before!

Rise up and praise Victoria's days,

The glorious years three-score!

Heaven send Her peace and glory!

And when a Crown above --

Fulfilling earth's fair story --

Is granted by God's Love,

Be this His grace to England

That, for her deathless sake

Reign after Reign as royal remain

And thence example take.

Then, o'er Her subject Waters,

Her realm, Her wave-linked Lands,

On Britain's sons and daughters,

And labours of their hands,

Sweet surety, strength and justice

Shall dwell, as now hath been,

And God above, this Isle will love,

Who loved and saved our Queen.