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PO EM S.
Of antique stock her high descent she brings, EARL OF PETERBOROUGH,
Born to renew the race of Britain's Kings ;
Who could deserve, like her, in whom we see Ox bis baffy Accompl foment of the Marriage between United, all that Paris found in three. bis Royal Highness and ibe Princess Mary d'Ejte, O equal Pair ! when both were set above of Medera. Written several years after, in imita- All other merit, but each other's love. tion of the Style of Mr. Waller.
Welcome, bright Princess, to Great Britain's More,
As Berecynthia to bigh Heaven, who bore
That fill'd the skies, and rul'd be blest abodes :
From thee, my muse expects as noble Themes, By the lime with aspiring Queens are led,
Another Mars and Jove, another James ; Each languishing to mount his royal bed ;
Our future hopes, all from thy womb arise ; His youth, his wisdom, and his early fame
Our present joy and safety, from your eyes, Create in every breast a rival Aame :
Those charming eyes, which shine to reconcile Remo eft Kings sit trembling on their thrones,
To harmony and peace, our stubborn Ilie. As if no diftince could secure their crowns ;
On brazen Memnon, Phæbus cafts a ray, Fearing his valour, wisely they contend
And the tough metal, so salutes the day. To bribe with beauty lo renown'd a friend ;
The British Dame, fam'd for refiftless grace, Beauty the price, there need no other arts,
Contends not now, but for the second place, Love is the sureft bait for heroes hearts :
Our love suspended, we neglect the fair Nor can the Fair conceal as high concern,
For whom we burn'd, to gaze adoring here. To see the Prince, for whom, unseen, they burn. So ling the syrens with enchanting sound, Brive York, attending to the general voice,
Enticing all to listen and be drown'd; At length resolves to make the withd-for choice,
Till Orpheus ravish'd in a nobler strain, To noble Mordaunt, generous and just,
They ceas’d to sing, or, singing, charm'd in vain. Of his great heart, he gives the sacred trust :
This bleft alliance, Peterborough, may " Thy choice, said he, Mull well direct that heart,
Th’indebted Nation bounteously repay ; " Where thou, my best belov'd, haft such a part,
Thy statues, for the Genius of our lund, " In council oft, and oft in battle try'd,
With palin adorn'd, on every threshold stand. “ Beiwixt thy master, and the world decide.”
-Utinam modo dicere fossem The chosen Mercury prepares t' obey
Carmina digna Dea : Certe eft Dca car mine digna. This high command. Gently ve winds convey And with auspicious gales his fafety wait, On whom depend Great Britain's hopes and fate. So Jason with his Argonauts, from Greece To Cholcos fil'd, to seek the Golden Fleece.
Spokon by the Aut)or, beirg then not twelve years of As when the Goddefles came down of old
Age, to her Royal Highness the Duchefs of York, On Ida's hill, so many ages:old,
ar Trinity College in Cambridge. With gifts their young Dardanian Judge they try'd,
HEN join'd in one, the Good, the Fair, the And each bade high to win him to her side ;
Great, So temp: they him, and emulrusy vie
Descend to view the Muses humble seat, To bribe a voice that empires wɔuld not buy ; Though in mean lines, they their vast joys declare, With balls and banquets, his pleas'd sense they bait, Yet for Sinceri:y and Truth, they dare And Queens and Kings upon his pleasures wait. With your own Tasso's mighty self compare.
Th impartial Judge surveys with vist delight Then, bright and merciful as Hear'n, receive All that the sun surrounds of fair and bright,
From them such praises, as to Heav’n they give, Then, friąly juft, he with adoring eyes,
Their prisises for that gentle influence, To radiant Exe gives the royal prize.
Which those auspicious lights, your eyes, dispense; VOL. V.
Thore radiant eyes, whose irrefiftless Alame
TO THE KING. Strikes Envy dumb, and keeps Sedition tame :
EROES of old, by rapine, and by spoil, They can to gazing multitudes give law,
In search of fame, did all the world embroil ; Convert the factious, and the rebel awe;
Thus to their Gods each then ally'd his name, They conquer for the Duke, where-e'er you tread,
This sprang from Jove, and that from Titan came : Millions of profeiytes, behind are led ;
With equal valour, and the same success, Through crowds of new-made converts fill you go,
Dread King, might'st thou the universe oppress; Pleas'd and triumphant at the glorious how.
But Christian laws constrain thy martial pride, Happy that Prince who has in you obtain'd
Peace is thy choice, and Piety thy guide ; A greater conquest than his arms e'er gain'd.
By thy example Kings are taught to sway,
Heroes to fight, and saints may learn to pray.
From Gods descended, and of race divine,
Nestor in council, and Ulysses shine ; And all the glorious actions of his life
But in a day of battle, all would yield
To the fierce master of the seven-fold shield:
And Britain's King is all the Gods in one.
TO THE AUTHOR,
On his forcgcing Verses to the King.
BY MR. EDMUND WALLER.
N early plant, which such a blossom bears, Is now as much the bulwark of thy own.
And thews a genius so beyond his years, Aw'd by thy fame, the trembling nations fend A judgment that could make so fair a choice, Throughout the world, to court so firm a friend.
So high a subject to employ his voice ; The guilty Senates, that refusèd thy sway,
Still as it grows, how sweetly will he fing
The growing greatness of our matchless King.
'HEN into Libya the young Grecian came, Although by daily miracles confeft,
To talk with Hammon, and consult for fame; Accused of evil doctrine by the Jews,
When from the sacred tripod where he stood,
Scarce such a joy that haughty victor knew,
Thus own'd by heaven, as I, thus prais'd by you. Seiz'd wi' h amaze, they own'd their lawful Lord, Whoe'er their names can in thy numbers show, And ftruck with guilt, bow'd, tremblid, and ador'd.
Have more than empire, and immortal grow;
Our beauteous Queen, and royal James's name,
For Jove and Juno shall be plac'd by fame ;
Thy Charles for Neptune hall the seas command, HO' train't in arms, and learn'd in martial arts,
And Sachariffa thall for Venus ftand:
But think from Britain all the Gods did come.
To the immortal Memory of
MR. EDMUND WALLER, Return on earth, and quit th' Elyfian shade! Brutus to James would trust the people's cause; Thy justice is a stronger guard than law's.
LIKE partaking of celestial fire, Marius and Sylla would resign to thee,
Poets and Heroes to renown aspire, Nor Cæfar and great Pompey rivals be ;
Till crown'd with honour, and immortal name, Or rivals only, who should beft obey,
By wit, or valour, led to equal fame, And Cato give his voice for regal (way.
They mingle with the Gods who breath'd the noble fame.
To high exploits, the praises that belong,
A tree of life is sacred Poetry,
TO M YR A. LOVING AT FIRST SIGHT. O warning of th' approaching flame,
i it ;
Like travellers, by light’ning killid,
In whom so many charms are plac'd,
To what my eyes admir'd before, I add a thousand graces more ; And Fancy blows into a flame, The spark that from her beauty came.
The object thus improv'd by thought, By my own image I am caught; Pygmalion so, with fatal art Polith'd the form that ftung his heart,
WALLER shall never die, of life secure,
Those foes to Virtue, Fortune, and Mankind,
His noble muse employ'd her generous rage In crowning virtue, scorning to engage 'The vice and follies of an impious age. No satyr lurks within this hallow'd ground, But nymphs and heroines, kings and gods abound; Glory, and arms, and love, is all the found. His Eden with no Serpent is defild, But all is gay, delicious all, and mild.
TO MY RA.
fled from whence such mischiefs came, Shunning the Sex, that kilis at fight, I fought my safety in my flight.
But, ah! in vain from fate we Ay,
My heart which stood so long the shock
Miftaken men, his Muse of Aattery blame, Adorning twice an impious tyrant's name, We rase our own, by giving fame to toes; The Falour that he prais'd, he did oppofe. Nor were his thoughts to poetry confin'd, The itate, and business far'd his ample mind; As all the Fair were captives to his wit, So Senates to his wisdom would submit; His voice so soft, his eloquence so strong, Like Cato's was his speech, liķe Ovid’s was his song.
Our British kings are rais'd above the herse, Immortal made, in his immortal verfe ; No more are Mars and Jove poetic themes, But the celestial Charles's, and just James : Juno and Pallas, all the shining race Of heavenly beauties, to the Queen give place ; Clear, like her brow, and graceful was his song, Great, like her mind, and like her virtue strong.'
Vain are thy attempts on me ;
My heart was never made for thee. Love heard; and straight prepared a dart;
Myra, revenge my cause, faid he: Too fure 'twas thot, I feel the smart, It rends my brain, and tears my heart;
O Love! my conq'ror, pity me.