Domestic Peace
- 1Tell me, on what holy ground
- 2May Domestic Peace be found?
- 3Halcyon daughter of the
skies,
- 4Far on fearful wings she
flies,
- 5From the pomp of Sceptered State,
- 6From the Rebel's noisy hate.
- 7In a cottag'd vale She
dwells,
- 8Listening to the Sabbath bells!
- 9Still around her steps are
seen
- 10Spotless Honour's meeker mien,
- 11Love, the sire of pleasing fears,
- 12Sorrow smiling through her tears,
- 13And conscious of the past employ
- 14Memory, bosom-spring of joy.