ODE. (Bright ascending in the Skies)

Bright ascending in the Skies See BRITANNIA's Glory rise! Cease your Sorrows, cease your Fears! Night recedes and Day appears! Another GEORGE majestic fills the Throne, And glad BRITANNIA calls him all her own.

LET the tuneful Chorus join And high their Voices raise, To celebrate in Notes divine The youthful Monarch's Praise.

REJOICING SCIENCE, with each polish'd Art, Beneath his Reign shall with Success conspire To form the Manners, humanize the Heart, And virtuous Thoughts, and virtuous Deeds inspire. The Sweets of Liberty shall care beguile, And Justice still her happy Influence spread, Religion chear him with a sacred Smile, And bid the Crown sit gently on his Head.

LET the tuneful Chorus join And high their Voices raise, To celebrate in Notes divine The pious Monarch's Praise.

SEE resplendent at his Side Sits his modest blooming Bride! Glowing Youth and Beauty join To make the Fair conspicuous shine: Every Virtue warms her Breast— How is BRITAIN's Monarch blest! Unsullied Bliss shall crown the royal Pair, The Good and Great are Heaven's peculiar Care.

LET the tuneful Chorus join, And high their Voices raise, To celebrate in Notes divine The happy Monarch's Praise.

ROUGH War shall humbly at his Feet Her bloody Laurels lay; Him gentle Peace shall kindly greet And smile beneath his Sway. Then BRITAIN! hail these golden Days! Illustrious shalt thou shine: For GEORGE shall gain immortal Praise; And, BRITAIN! GEORGE is thine. To distant Times he shall extend thy Name, And give thy Glories to a deathless Fame.

LET the tuneful Chorus join, And high their Voices raise, To celebrate in Notes divine The BRITISH MONARCH's Praise.