Shows and nightly revels, signs of joy and peace

Shows and nightly revels, signs of joy and peace,
Fill royal Britain's Court while cruel war far off doth rage, for ever hence exiled.
Fair and princely branches with strong arms increase
From that deep-rooted tree whose sacred strength and glory foreign malice hath beguiled.
Our divided kingdoms now in friendly kindred meet
And old debate to love and kindness turns, our power with double force uniting;
Truly reconciled, grief appears at last more sweet
Both to ourselves and faithful friends, our undermining foes affrighting.