The bells ring out, the banners are unfurled,
Saluting guns their acclamations fire;
Throughout the land a wave of feeling runs
And echoes travel half-way round the world.
A son is born ! A prince ! Let the entire
Community rejoice in millions.
Happy event indeed ! Let men be hurled
Out into space, wonders of skill transpire,
No greater miracle than this, the birth of sons,
The gift of life, from man’s keen eyes still veiled.
Let us rejoice not only in this birth
But that eternal springs are in each soul
And He who gives us life can make us whole
And fit to live beyond this confined earth.
Weekly Times 26.2.60
(On the birth of Prince Andrew)