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From the bright effluence of his deed
They borrow that reflected light;
With which the lasting lamp they feed,

Whose beams difpel the damps of envious night.
XXXVI.

Through various climes, and to each distant pole,
In happy tides let active commerce roll :
Let Britain's fhips export an annual fleece,
Richer than Argos brought to ancient Greece:
Returning loaden with the fhining stores,
Which lie profufe on either India's fhores.
As our high veffels pass their watery way,
Let all the naval world due homage pay :
With hafty reverence their top-honours lower,
Confeffing the afferted power,

To whom by Fate 'twas given, with happy fway,
To calm the earth, and vindicate the fea.

XXXVII.

Our prayers are heard; our master's fleets fhall go
As far as winds can bear, or waters flow,
New lands to make, new Indias to explore,
In worlds unknown to plant Britannia's power;
Nations yet wild by precept to reclaim,

And teach them arms and arts in William's name.
XXXVIII.

With humble joy, and with respectful fear,

The listening people shall his story hear,

The wounds he bore, the dangers he fuftain'd,

How far he conquer'd, and how well he reign'd;

Shall

Shall own his mercy equal to his fame,

And form their children's accents to his name,
Enquiring how, and when, from Heaven he came.

Their regal tyrants fhall with blushes hide
Their little lufts of arbitrary pride,

Nor bear to fee their vaffals ty'd;

When William's virtues raife their opening thought,

His forty years for public freedom fought,

Europe by his hand sustain❜d,

His conqueft by his piety restrain'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 incenfe. they fhall bring, new altars raise,
And fill their temples with a stranger's praife;
When the great father's character they find
Vifibly ftampt upon the hero's mind;
And own a prefent Deity confeft,

In valour that preferv'd, and power that bleft.
XL.

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Through the large convex of the azure fky
(For thither Nature cafts our common eye)
Fierce meteors shoot 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;
Through threaten'd lands they wild deftruction throw,
Till ardent prayer averts the public woe.

But

But the bright orb that bleffes all above,
The facred fire, the real fon 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 courfe, and thence adores his light.
XLI.

O Janus! would intreated Fate conspire

Το grant what Britain's wishes could require;
Above, that Sun fhould ceafe his way to go,

Ere 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 muft mourn
The Demi-God; the earthly half muft die.
Yet if our incenfe can your wrath remove;
If human prayers avail on minds above ;
Exert, great God! thy intereft in the sky,
Gain each kind Power, each guardian Deity;
That, conquer'd by the public vow,
They bear the dismal mischief far away!
O! long as utmost nature may allow,
Let them retard the threaten'd day!
Still be our mafter's life thy happy care:
Still let his bleffings with his years increase :
To his laborious youth, confum'd in war,
Add lasting age, adorn'd and crown'd with peace:
Let twisted olives bind thofe laurels faft,

Whofe verdure muft for ever last!

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XLII.

Long let this growing æra bless his sway;
And let our fons his prefent rule obey:
On his fure virtue long let earth rely,
And late let the imperial eagle fly,

To bear the Hero through his father's fky,
To Leda's twins, or he whose 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 fon,
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 Naffau-ftar
New-born, in rifing majefty appear,

To triumph over vanquish'd night,
And guide the profperous mariner
With everlasting beams of friendly light.

I

The REMEDY worfe than the DISEASE.

SENT for Ratcliffe; was fo ill,

That other Doctors gave me over:
He felt my pulfe, prefcrib'd his pill,
And I was likely to recover.

But, when the wit began to wheeze,
And wine had warm'd the Politician,

Cur'd yesterday of my disease,

I dy'd last night of my Physician.

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Inscribed to the Memory of

The Honourable Colonel GEORGE VILLIERS, Drowned in the River PIAVA, 1703.

In Imitation of HORACE, I Od. xxviii.

"Te maris & terræ numeroque carentis arenæ
"Menforem cohibent, Archyta, &c.”

AY, dearest Villiers, poor departed friend

SAY,

(Since fleeting life thus fuddenly must end);
Say, what did all thy bufy hopes avail,
That anxious thou from pole to pole didft fail,
Ere on thy chin the fpringing beard began
To spread a doubtful down, and promife man?
What profited thy thoughts, and toils, and cares,
In vigour more confirm'd, and riper years,
To wake, ere morning dawn, to loud alarms,
And march till clofe of night in heavy arms;
To fcorn the fummer's funs and winter's fnows,
And fearch through every clime thy country's foes;
That thou might'ft Fortune to thy fide engage;
That gentle Peace might quell Bellona's rage;
And Anna's bounty crown her foldier's hoary age?
In vain we think that free-will'd man has power
To haften or protract th' appointed hour.

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