On the KING's BIRTH DAY

Trumpets awake! begin the lay, To welcome GEORGE'S natal day! The day, as now, be ever dear, To grace and mark the circling year.

Flattery's voice be heard not here, GEORGE from such would turn his ear; We pour the grateful honest lay, To hail our Monarch's natal day.

Hark! they cry thro' all the plains, "GEORGE the friend of freedom reigns; "In mirth, and dance, and roundelay, "We'll keep the much lov'd annual day."

GEORGE to every Briton dear, Himself a Briton, now must hear, Must hear the duteous vows we pay, Upon this bless'd revolving day.

GEORGE the praise of every tongue, May'st thou reign and rule us long; Whilst all thy bright example see, And ardent strive to copy thee!

When battles shall no more appear, That croud the great important year, May thy fatiguing labours cease, And thou enjoy, who giv'st us peace.

Beauty adds her wish and care, ('Tis thine to guard and bless the fair) That years may roll in smiling train, And glories brighten all thy reign!

To GEORGE the good our notes we raise, Oft be these returning days! Let us shout, let echo ring, Long, O! long live GEORGE our King.