Most Great Britannia's 6th Month on the Throne!
His Majesty has spent 6 months on the throne since the refounding. The Anniversary of this happened around July 15th, however due to increased workload was put off until now. This event is a cause for celebration. Here is a song to commemorate his reign.
Jubilee Song
Among our ancient mountains,
And from each lovely vale,
Oh! let the pray'r reecho,
"God let the King prevail!"
With hearts and voice awaken
Those monstrel strains of yore,
Till Britannia's name and glory,
Resounds from shore to shore.
|: Among our ancient mountains,
And from each lovely vale,
Oh! let the pray'r reecho,
"God let the King prevail!"
Should hostile bands or danger
E'er threaten our fair Isle,
May God's strong arm protect us,
May Heav'n still on us smile!
Above the throne of EoE
May fortune's star long shine,
And round its sacred bulwarks
The olive branches twine!
|: Among our ancient mountains,
And from each lovely vale,
Oh! let the pray'r reecho,
"God let the King prevail!"
With hearts and voice awaken
Those monstrel strains fo yore,
Till Britain's name and glory,
Resounds from shore to shore.
Among our ancient mountains,
And from each lovely vale,
Oh! let the pray'r reecho,
"God let the King prevail!"
Jubilee Song
Among our ancient mountains,
And from each lovely vale,
Oh! let the pray'r reecho,
"God let the King prevail!"
With hearts and voice awaken
Those monstrel strains of yore,
Till Britannia's name and glory,
Resounds from shore to shore.
|: Among our ancient mountains,
And from each lovely vale,
Oh! let the pray'r reecho,
"God let the King prevail!"
Should hostile bands or danger
E'er threaten our fair Isle,
May God's strong arm protect us,
May Heav'n still on us smile!
Above the throne of EoE
May fortune's star long shine,
And round its sacred bulwarks
The olive branches twine!
|: Among our ancient mountains,
And from each lovely vale,
Oh! let the pray'r reecho,
"God let the King prevail!"
With hearts and voice awaken
Those monstrel strains fo yore,
Till Britain's name and glory,
Resounds from shore to shore.
Among our ancient mountains,
And from each lovely vale,
Oh! let the pray'r reecho,
"God let the King prevail!"

1 Comments:
Awsome first article Gen. Ben.! keep up the good work. ;)
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