Their changeful course have run.
And we who saw the dawn now flock to see
June's noonday light illume Victoria's Jubilee.
Just, pure, and gentle, yet of steadfast will
When high occasion calls and honour pricks!
With such a soul our Commonwealth should thrill,
That, that alone shall fix
Our rule in rock-like safety, and maintain
Free way for England's flag o'er the wind-winnowed main.
And Punch, whose memory scans those fifty years,