Inspire us, Genius of the Day

Inspire us, Genius of the Day
With an auspicious Beam!
Joyn, all ye Muses! Sing and Play!
Thou world, attend! Due Honors pay!
Thy Guardian is our Theme.

Blest day, arise in State,
And roll along the Spheres,
As famous and as 
As glorious, fam’d and great
As the 
moves the Morn,
From whose Return
Bright Phoebus dates his Years!
 ... 

From this happy Day we date,
Great Anna's Birth, and Britain's Joys.
Planets move and rule by Fate,
The Queen by Wisdom and by Choice.
The Sun imparts us Light and Heat:
Her Reign yields Blessings greater yet;
For Light and Heat no Noble Soul can please,
Without what she maintains, our Freedom, and our Ease.
Yet both alike in this they live,
That neither Share the rest they give.
By Seasons, and by fleeting Hours,
The Sun's warm Comforts we compute,
The Spring  can boast but Leaves and Flow’rs
Her Vertue still new Blessings pours,
And round the Year we taste the ripen'd Fruit.