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To horid Zembla's frozen realms repair,
Unpeopled empire share,
When Justice shall have power ;
Again Astrea reigns!
Anna her equal scale maintains, And Marlborough wields her sure deciding fword.
Her towering pinions spread;
Unerring, from his Queen's command,
To fing that glorious day,
And with success that song pursue ;
For as the sun ne'er stops his radiant flight,
To all who want his light
Great Marlborough, still the same,
To climes remote, and near,
1. Attempt not to proceed, unwary Muse, For O! what notes, what numbers could'st thou chuse
Though in all numbers skill'd:
Which Belgia sav'd, and Brabant freed;
What verse such worth can raise ?
To middle virtue may impart;
With transport still her strains prolong;
Go on, great chief, in Anna's cause proceed;
Till Europe thou hast freed,
Equal rewards attend,
Thy trophies and thy spoils ;
To the Right Honourable the
EARL OF GODOLPHIN,
Lord High-TREASURER of GREAT BRITAIN.
PIN DARI CODE.
Quemvis mediâ erue turba : “ Aut ob avaritiam, aut miserâ ambitione laborar, “ Hunc capit argenti fplendor“ Hiç mutat merces surgente à sole, ad eum quo
Vespertina tepet regio: quin per mala præceps “ Fertur “ Omnes hi metuunt verfus, odere poetas.”
Hor. L. I. Sat. iv.
Ambition fome excites;
To bloody fields invites;
To pass the burning line, and bear
Pressing the doubtful voyage till India's shore Her spicy bosom bares, and spreads her shining ore
Can stop th’invader's force;
Prevent the pirate's course :
No anxious thoughts of ill repute
But power and wealth obtain’d, guilty and great, Their fellow-creatures fears they raise, or urge their hate,
Will tuneful Phæbus ftring,
Th’immortal epode fing.
From rapine, avarice, and pride ;
Is thy supreme decree,
The Muses' harmony !
Which pious minds to rapture raise,