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Help! help! th' unpractis'd conqueror cries;
He faints, he falls, help, help! Ah me! he dies.
Gently she tries to raise his head,
And weeps, alas ! to find hiin dead.

Sound, found a charge, 'tis war again,
Again he fights, again is Nain ;
Again, again, help, help! fhe cries,
He faints, he falls, help, help: Ah me! he dies.

Happy pair,

Free from care,
Enjoy the blessing
Of fiveet poffeffing

Free from care,

Happy pair.
Love inviting,
Souls uniting,


Enjoy the blessing
Of fiveet posseffing

Free from care,
Happy pair.

Chorus Singing and Dancing.
Be true, all ye lovers, whate'er you endure ;
Though cruel the pain is, how sweet is the cure !


So divine is the blessing,
In the hour of poffefsing,
That one moment's obtaining

Pays an age of complaining.
Be true, all ye lovers, whate'er you endure ;
Though cruel the pain is, how sweet is the cure !
[Here enter two parties from the opposite sides of the theatre,

with lances in their hands, marching to a warlike measure of trumpets, &c. Then run a tilt, and, having broken or quitted their lances, form divers combats with sword arid buckler. The conquerors dance a meafure, expresing their joy for viflory.

CHORUS to the Dance.

Amadis is the hero's glory,
Of endless fame a lasting story:
Amadis is the hero's glory.

Oriana is the queen of pleasure,
A light of love, to shine for ever :

Oriana is the queen of pleasure. [The entertainment concludes with variety of songs and dances, after which the company rise and come forward.

So Phæbus mounts triumphant in the skies,
The clouds disperse, and gloomy horror flies ;
Darkness gives place to the victorious light,
And all around is gay, and all around is bright.



Our present joys are sweeter for past pain ;
To heaven and love by suffering we attain.

Prophetic fury rolls within my breast,
And as at Delphos, when the foaming priest
Full of his god, proclaims the distant doom
Of kings unborn, and nations yet to come;
My labouring mind so struggles to unfold,
On British ground, a future age of gold ;
But least incredulous you hear---behold.
[Here a scene represents the Queen, and all the triumphs of

ber Majesty's reign.
High on a throne appears the martial queen,
With grace sublime, and with imperial mien,
Surveying round her with impartial eyes,
Whom to protect, or whom she shall chastise.

line of that auspicious face
Soft Mercy fmiles, adorn’d with every grace.
So angels look, and so, when heaven decrees,
They scourge the world to piety and peace.

Empress and conqueror, hail! Thee, fates ordain
O’er all the willing world fole arbitress to reign.:
To no one people are thy laws confin'd,
Great-Britain's queen, but guardian of mankind.
Sure hope of all who dire oppression bear,
For all th' opprest become thy inftant care.
Nations of conquest proud, thou tam'ft, to free;
Denouncing war, presenting liberty;


In every

The victor to the vanquish'd yields a prize.
For in thy triumph their redemption lies ;
Freedom and peace for ravish'd fame you give,
Invade to bless, and conquer to relieve.
So the fun scorches and revives by turus,
Requiting with rich metals where he burns.

Taught by this great example to be just,
Succeeding kings shall well fulfill their trust;
Discord and war and tyranny shall cease,
And jarring nations be compellid to peace;
Princes and states, like subjects, shall agree
To trust her power, safe in her picty.

If curious to inspect the book of fate,
You'd farther learn the destin'd time and date
Of Britain's glory, know, this royal dame
From Stuart's race shall rise, ANNA shall be her name,

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