Their Regal Tyrants fhall with Blushes hide
Their little Lufts of Arbitrary Pride,
Nor bear to see their Vaffals ty'd:
When WILLIAM's Virtues raise their opening Thought, His forty Years for Publick Freedom fought,
EUROPE by His Hand sustain'd,
His Conqueft by His Piety reftrain'd,
And o'er Himself the last great Triumph gain'd.
XXXIX.
No longer fhall their wretched Zeal adore
Ideas of deftructive Power,
Spirits that hurt, and Godheads that devour:
New Incense They fhall bring, new Altars raife,
And fill their Temples with a Stranger's Praise;
When the Great Father's Character They find
Visibly stampt upon the Hero's Mind;
And own a prefent Deity confeft,
In Valour that preferv'd, and Power that bless'd.
Through the large Convex of the Azure Sky
(For thither Nature cafts our common Eye)
Fierce Meteors fhoot their arbitrary Light;
And Comets march with lawless Horror bright:
These hear no Rule, no righteous Order own;
Their Influence dreaded, as their Ways unknown:
Thro' threaten'd Lands They wild Destruction throw;
'Till ardent Prayer averts the Public Woe:
But the bright Orb that bleffes all above,
The facred Fire, the real Son of Jove,
Rules not His Actions by Capricious Will;
Nor by ungovern'd Power declines to Ill:
Fix'd by juft Laws He goes for ever right:
Man knows His Course, and thence adores His Light.
XLI.
O JANUS! would intreated Fate confpire
To grant what "BRITAIN'S Wifhes could requires
Above, That Sun fhould ceafe his Way to go,
E'er WILLIAM Ceafe to rule, and blefs below:
But a relentless Destiny
Urges all that e'er was born:
Snatch'd from her Arms, BRITANNIA once must mourn
The Demi-God: The Earthly Half muft die.
Yet if our Incense can Your Wrath remove;
If human Prayers avail on Minds above;
Exert, great God, Thy Int'reft in the Sky;
Gain each kind Pow'r, each Guardian Deity,
That conquer'd by the publick Vow,
They bear the difmal Mischief far away:
O! long as utmost Nature may allow,
Let Them retard the threaten'd Day:
Still be our Master's Life Thy happy Care:
Still let His Bleffings with His Years increase:
To His laborious Youth confum'd in War,
Add lafting Age, adorn'd and crown'd with Peace:
Let twisted Olive bind thofe Laurels faft,
Whofe Verdure muft for ever laft.
Long let this growing ERA blefs His Sway:
And let our Sons His prefent Rule obey:
On His fure Virtue long let Earth rely:
And late let the Imperial Eagle fly,
To bear the Hero thro' His Father's Sky,
To LEDA'S Twins, or He whofe glorious Speed
On Foot prevail'd, or He who tam'd the Steed;
TO HERCULES, at length abfolv'd by Fate
From Earthly Toil, and above Envy great;
To VIRGIL'S Theme, bright CYTHEREA's Son,
Sire of the LATIAN, and the BRITISH Throne;
To all the radiant Names above,
Rever'd by Men, and dear to JoVE.
Late, JANUS, let the NASSA W-Star
New born, in rising Majesty appear,
To triumph over vanquifh'd Night,
And guide the profp'rous Mariner
With everlasting Beams of friendly Light.
Per THO. DIBBEN, è Trin: Coll: Cant:
Ego Dis amicum,
Seculo feftas referente Luces,
Reddidi Carmen
ANE Bifrons, prifcos à tergo refpice
Annales avi, felicefque ordine longo
Evolvas Faftos, quos cætera Tempora
Confpicuos Albo, fec'lis Monumenta
futuris
Urbes fundatæ, & parti pofuêre Triumphi.
Aggredere infignes fpoliis, lauroque decoros
Enumerare Duces, quos nobilis ira gementem
Impulit ulcifci populum; qui facra cruore
Jura Patrum fanxêre fuo; fceptrifve potiti
Miferunt lætum placidis fub legibus Orbem.
Agmine perpetuo Series ornata Laborum
Procedat; fuus omnis Honos, fua debita quemque.
Laus infcripta notet: tum Noftra ad Tempora cafus
Infignes ducas, Famamque & Fata Parentum
Mirac'lis oppone Novis, Regique BRITANNO.
Dumque fide, curâque pari per fingula curris ;
Dum varios recolis populos, variofque labores ;
Et ftudia, & leges, pugnataque prælia feris
Temporibus mandas; Tute ipfe fatebere, JANE,
Omnium in AURIACO cumulari Nomine famam:
Et dices Orbi attonito; nîl Sæcula Tale
Prima tulêre Hominum, nil Majus poftera reddent.
Vertice fublimi furgat, tua Maxima cura,
Bello & Pace potens LATIUM: Fortiffima corda,
Egregios rerum Dominos dabat ITALA tellus,
Felix prole virum; foecundam hanc afpice Gentem,
ROMANOSQUE tuos; huc vertere, & altiùs omnem
Nafcentis primâ repetens ab Origine Regni
Expedias famam; pulchro in certamine Pubem
Oppone AUSONIAM; & cedat fua Palma merenti.
Si potuit ferro LATII turbare Colonos
Palantes MA VORTE fatus, fi ruftica latè
Regna domare armis; raptæ fine more SABINÆ
Surgenti famæ, cæptifque ingentibus obftant.
Sacra Deûm, sanctasque Aras, & Templa tueri
Cura NUMAM fubiit: fed frigida Dextera bello,
Non haftam torquere fciens, enfemque rotare
Fulmineum, juvenumque manus armare frementûm.
Confiliis, efto, FABII Romana vigebant
Arma: at res omnes gelidè tardéque miniftrans,
Dilator nimiùm Sapiens ingrata trahebat
Bella. Quid immani Patrem pietate cruentum
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