Means moft infallible to make And, with inftructions most divine, O for a clean and ardent heart, Thy praise, begun on earth, to found How cold is man? to him how hard "Which yet he-most esteems." What shall we fay, when boundless blifs And, to that offer when a race Of rationals is blind? Of human nature ne'er too high Of human merit ne'er too low ON THE LATE QUEEN'S DEATH, AND HIS MAJESTY'S ACCESSION TO THE THRONE. IR, I have long, and with impatience, fought, Though you, long fince beyond Britannia known, Have spread your country's glory with your own; To me you never did more lovely shine, Than when fo late the kindled wrath divine Know, fir, the great esteem and honour due, A ferious value, and provoke my praise, Then Then shining forth, when deepest shades shall blot I fing-but ah! my theme I need not tell, Let us look back, (for who too oft can view Whence this profufion on our favour'd isle ? Hear, with alarms our trumpets fill the sky; 'Tis Anna reigns! the Gallic fquadrons fly. We fpread our canvass to the fouthern shore ; 'Tis Anna reigns! the fouth refigns her store. Her |