The Loyalists

O YE, who with your blood and sweat
Watered the furrows of this land,
See where upon a nation's brow,
In honour's front, ye proudly stand !

Who for her pride abased your own,
And gladly on her altar laid
All bounty of the older world,
All memories that your glory made.

And to her service bowed your strength,
Took labour for your shield and crest ;
See where upon a nation's brow.
Her diadem, ye proudly rest !