We built a cairn, replete with loving thought
Of her, who Queen of Daughters, earned a nation’s praise
If glories in the light of freedom sought
For all the Sons and Daughters of the coming days.
Its corner stone resplendent shines,
To bear the gaze of peoples yet unborn.
Its rugged form a mother-love enshrines
Strong beacon of our land, till dawns eternal morn,
Watch tenderly, O Air! O Sky! O Fates!
And may these stones, so blessed by loving hearts and hands
Be lasting symbols of our glorious states,
Built up by noble Souls for pilgrims of all lands.