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.