by Nahum Tate (1652 - 1715)

The Graces in his Mother shine
Language: English 
The Graces in his Mother shine
Of all the Beauties, Saints and Queens
And Martyrs of her line.
She’s great, let Fortune smile or frown,
Her virtues make all hearts her own:
She reigns without a Crown.

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This text was added to the website: 2014-06-29
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