And gentle was the reign,
Which o'er the earth he spread by influence mild.
3Unwilling kings obeyed,
And sheathed the battle blade,
And called their bloody legions from the field;
In silent awe they wait,
And close the warrior's gate,
Nor know to whom their homage thus they yield.
4The peaceful conqueror goes,
And triumphs o'er his foes,