That taught us to lisp on our mother's fond breast,
The ballads she sang as she rock'd us to rest!
May the blessing of God
Ever hallow the sod,
And its valleys and hills by our children be trode!
"May old England long lift her white crest o'er the wave,
The birth-place of science, the home of the brave!
In her cities may peace and prosperity dwell!
May her daughters in beauty and virtue excel!
May their beauty and worth