American Old Time Song Lyrics: 49 Queen Of The Earth
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 49
QUEEN OF THE EARTH.
Copyright, 1895, by Frank Harding.
By Ciro Pinsuti.
An angel in all but name is she,
O'er life her vigil keeping;
Whose wings are spread o'er each cradle bed,
Where the hopes of earth lie sleeping.
The heroes that vanquish amid the strife,
And write their names on the scroll of life,
Have fought for the fadeless laurels of fame,
To lay their crowns on her sacred name,
To lay their crowns on her sacred name.
Wide as the world is her kingdom of power,
Love is her scepter, her crown and her dower;
In every heart she has fashioned her throne;
As queen of the earth she reigneth alone,
As queen of the earth she reigneth alone.
An angel in all but power is she,
'Mid scenes of shade and sorrow:
She weaves thro' each night a ladder of light
That leads to a bright to-morrow.
She launches each life on the sea of time,
And guides each helm to the far-off clime;
Her pinions of love are spread in each sail.
Till she casts the anchor within the vale,
Till she casts the anchor within the vale.
Wide as the world is her kingdom of power;
Love is her sceptre, her crown and her dower;
In every heart she bas fashion'd her throne;
As queen of the earth she reigneth alone,
As queen of the earth she reigneth alone.