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nd January	A
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THE Queen is dead God save the King	B
In this his hour of grief	C
When sorrow gathers memories in a sheaf	C
To lay them on his shoulders as he stands	D
Inheriting her glories and her lands	D
First gain of his at which his Mother's voice	E
Has not been first to bless and to rejoice	E
A man set lonely between gain and loss	F
O words of love the heart remembereth	G
O mighty loss outweighing every gain	H
A Son whose kingdom Death's arm lies across	F
A King whose Mother lies alone with Death	G
Wrapped in the folds of white implacable sleep	I
O God who seest the tears Thy children weep	I
O God who countest each sad heart beat see	A
How our King needs the grace we ask of Thee	A
Thou knowest how little and how vain a thing	B
Is Empire when the heart is sick with pain	H
God save the King	B
The Queen is dead The splendour of her days	J
The sorrow of them both alike merge now	K
In the new aureole that lights her brow	K
The clamour of her people's voice in praise	J
Must hush itself to the still voice that prays	J
In the holy chamber of Death Tread softly here	L
A mighty Queen lies dead	M
Her people's heart wears black	N
The black bells toll unceasing in their ear	L
And on the gold sun's track	N
The great world round	O
Like a black ring the voice of mourning goes	P
Till even our ancient foes	P
With eyes downbent and brotherly bared head	M
Keep mourning watch with us This is the hour	Q
When Love lends all his power	Q
To speed grief's arrows from the bow of Death	G
When sighs are idle breath	G
When tears are fountains vain	H
She will not wake again	R
Not now not here	L
O great and good and infinitely dear	S
O Mother of your people sleep is sweet	T
No more Life's thorny ways will wound your feet	T
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O Mother dear sleep sound	O
When you shall wake	U
Your brows freed from the crown that made them ache	U
So many a time and wear the heavenly crown	V
Then then you will look down	V
On us who love you and remembering	B
The love of earth will breathe with us our prayer	W
Our prayer prayed here joined to your prayer prayed there	W
Who knows what radiant answer it may bring	B
'God save the King '	-
	-
The Queen is dead God save the King	B
From all ill thought and deed	X
From heartless service and from selfish sway	Y
From treason and the vain imagining	B
Of evil counsellors and the noisome breed	X
Of flatterers who eat the soul away	Y
God save the King	B
	-
From loss and pain and tears	Z
Such as her many years	A2
Brought her from battle and strife	B2
And the inmost hurt of life	B2
The wounds that no crown can heal	C2
No ermine robes conceal	C2
God save the King	B
	-
God by our memories of his Mother's face	D2
By the love that makes our heart her dwelling place	D2
Grant to our sorrow this desired grace	D2
God save the King	B
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	-
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The Queen is dead God save the King	B
This is no hour when joy has leave to sing	B
Only amid our tears we are bold to pray	Y
More boldly in that we pray sorrowing	B
In this most sorrowful day	Y
God who wast of a mortal Mother born	E2
Who driest the tears with which Thy children mourn	E2
God save the King	B
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Look down on him whose crown is wet with tears	Z
In which its splendour fades and disappears	A2
His tears our tears tears out of all her lands	D
The Queen is dead	M
God strengthen the King's hands	D
God save the King	B

Edith Nesbit

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