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And England does like brave Vienna stand,
Besieg'd by Infidels on either hand ;
What means this peaceful train, this pompous sight?

What means this royal beauteous pair?
This troop of youths and virgins heavenly fair,

That does at once attonish and delight ; Great Charles, and his illustrious brother here,

No bold assassinate need fear;

Here is no harmful weapon found,
Nothing but Cupid's darts and Beauty here can wound.'

II.
How grateful does this scene appear
To us, who might too justly fear
We never should have seen again

Aught bright, but armour on the plain!
Ne'er in their chearful garb t' have seen the fair,
While all, with melting eyes and wild dishevel'd hair,
Had mourn'd their brothers, sons, and husbands ílain.
These dusky shadows make this scene more bright;

The horror adds to the delight.
This glorious pomp our fpirits chears; from hence
We lucky omens take, new happiness commence.

III.
Thus when the gathering clouds a storm prepare,
And their black force associate in the air ;
(Endeavouring to eclipfe the bounteous light,
Who, with kind warmth, and powerful rays,

Them to that envy'd height
From their mean native earth did raise.)

A thoughtful

A thoughtful sadness sits on all,
Expecting where the full-charg'd clouds will fall :

But if the heavenly bow
Deck'd like a gaudy bride appears,

And all her various robes displays,
Painted by th' conquering sun's triumphant rays,

It mortals drooping spirits chears;
Fresh joy, new light, each visage wears :

Again the seaman trusts the main,
The jocund swains their coverts leave again;

Again, in pleasant warbling notes, The chearful poets of the wood extend their tuneful throats.

IV. Then, then, my Muse, raise with the lyre thy voice, And with thy lays make fields and woods rejoice :

For lo! the heavenly pledge appears, And in bright characters the promise bears : The factious deluge shall prevail no more ;

In vain they foam, in vain they rage,

Buffet in vain the unmoy'd shore, Her charms, and Charles's power, their fury shallasswage. See! see ! how decently the bashful bride Does bear her conquest; with how little pride She views that prince, the captive of her charms,

Who made the North with fear to quake,

And did that powerful empire shake ; Before whose arms, when great Gustavus led, The frighted Roman Eagles fled.

V. What

V.
Whatever then was his desire,
His cannons did command in fire :
Now he himself for pity prays,
His love in timorous fighs he breathes,

While all his spoils, and glorious wreaths
Of laurel, at her feet the vanquish'd warrior lays.
Great prince! by that submission you'll gain more
Than e'er your haughty courage won before ;
Herc on your knees a greater trophy gain,
Than that you brought from Lunsden's famous plain ;
Where, when your brother, fired with success,
Too daringly upon the foe did press,
And was a captive made, then you alone
Did with your single arm support the throne :
Your gen'rous breast, with fury boiling o'er,
Like lightning through their scatter'd troops you flew,
And from th’amazed foc the royal prize in triumph bore.

VI. You have your ancestors in this one act out-done, Though their successful arms did this whole isle o’er-run.

They, to revenge a ravilh'd lady, came,

You, to enjoy one spotless as your fame : Before them, as they march’d, the country fled,

And back behind them threw

Their curses as they flew ;
On the bleak shore, expecting you, they stand,

And with glad shouts conduct to land :

Through gaping crowds you 're forc'd to press your way, While virgins figh, the young men thout, and old ones pray.

And

And with this beauteous lady you may gain

(This lady, that alone Of greater value is than any throne) Without that rapine, guilt, and hate,

By a calm and even fate, That empire, which they did so short a while maintain.

THE

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HONOUR.

Occasioned by a Poftfcript of Penn's Letter.

NOT

OT all the threats or favour of a crown,

A prince's whisper, or a tyrant's frown,
Can awe the spirit, or allure the mind,
Of him, who to strict honour is inclin'd.
Though all the pomp and pleasure that does wait
On public places, and affairs of state,
Should fondly court hiin to be base and grcat;
With even passions, and with settled face,
He would remove the harlot's false embrace.

'Though all the storms and tempests should arise,
That church-magicians in their cells advice,
And from their settled basis nations tear,
He would unmov'd the mighty ruin bear ;
Secure in innocence contemn them all,
And decently array'd in honours fall.

For this, brave Shrewsbury and Lumley's name
Shall stand the foremost in the list of faine ;
Who first with feady minds the current broke,
And to the suppliant monarch boldly spoke ;

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« Great Sir, renown'd for constancy, how just “ Have we obey'd the crown, and serv'd our trust, “ Efpous’d your cause and interest in distress, “ Yourself must witness, and our foes confefs! Permit us then ill-fortune to accuse, “ That you at last unhappy councils use, “ And alk the only thing we must refufe. “ Our lives and fortunes freely we'll expose, “ Honour alone we cannot, must not lose ; Honour, that fpark of the celestial fire, " That above nature makes mankind aspire; “ Enobles the rude passions of our frame “ With thirst of glory, and desire of fame ; “ The richest treasure of a generous breast, " That gives the stamp and standard to the rest. " Wit, Itrength, and courage, are wild dangerous force, “ Unless this foftens and directs their course; “ And would you rob us of the noblest part? “ Accept a sacrifice without a hcart? « ,Tis much beneath the greatness of a throne, “ To take the casket when the jewel's gone ; “ Debauch our principles, corrupt our race, “ And teach the nobles to be false and base ; “ What confidence can you in them repose, “ Who, ere they serve you, all their value lose ? “ Who once enslave their conscience to their luft, “ Have lost their reins, and can no more be just.

“ Of honour, men at firit like women nice, " Raise maiden fcruples at unpractis'd vice;

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