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Britannia's vessel, which in Anna's reign,
And prudent pilotry; enjoys
The tempest which the world destroys,
And rides triumphant o'er the subject main.
O may she soon a quiet harbour gain !
And sure the promis'd hour is come,
When in soft notes the peaceful lyre
Shall still the trumpet and the drum,
Shall play what gods and men defire,
And strike Bellona's musick dumb:
When War, by parents curs'd, shall quit the field,
Unbuckle his bright helmet, and, to rest
His weary'd limbs, fit on his idle shield,
With scars of honour plow'd upon his breast.
But if the Gallic Pharaoh's stubborn heart
Grows fresh for punishment, and hardens ftill ;
Prepar'd for th' irrecoverable ill,
And forc'd th’unwilling skies to act the last ungrateful part:
Thy forces, Anna, like a food, shall whelm
(If heav'n does fcepter'd innocence maintain)
His familh'd defolated realm ;
And all the fons of Pharamond in vain
(Who with dishonest envy fee
The sweet forbidden fruits of diftant liberty)
Shall curse their Salic law, and with a female reign.
A female reign like thine,
O ANNA, British heroine !
To thee afflicted empires fly for aid,
Where'er tyrannick standards are display'd,
From the wrong'd Iber to the threaten'd Rhine.
Thee, where the golden-sanded Tagus flows
Beneath fair Ulyffippo's walls,
The frighted Lufitanian calls;
Thee they who drink the Seine, with those
Who plow Iberian fields, implore,
To give the lab'ring world repose,
And universal peace restore :
Thee, Gallia; mournful to survive the fate
Of her fall’n grandeur and departed ftate ;
By sad experience taught to own,
That virtue is a noble way to rise,
A surer passage to the skies,
Than Pelion upon Offa thrown:
For they, who impiously presume
To grasp at heav'n, by Jove's eternal doom,
A prey to thunder shall become ;
Or, fent in k Ætna's fiery caves to groan,
Gain but an higher fall, a mountain for their tombe
i The old name of Lisbon, said to be built by Ulyffes. k One of the mountains where Jupiter lodged the giants.
circ గూరితంగాంగాంగగా NJAN V. Vija
By the Right Hon. L.M. W.M.
ROXANA, or, the Drawing-Room.
OXANA from the court retiring late,
Sigh'd her soft forrows at St. James's gate.
Such heavy thoughts lay brooding in her breast,
Not her own chairmen with more weight oppress’d;
They groan the cruel load they doom'd to bear;
She in these gentle founds express’d her care.
“ Was it for this, that I these roses wear, « For this new-set the jewels for my
hair? « Ah! princess! with what zeal have I pursu'd! “ Almost forgot the daty of a prude.
Thinking I never cou'd attend too soon, « I've miss’d my prayers, to get me dress’d by noon.
" For thee, ah! what for thee did I refign
“ My pleasures, passions, all that e'er was mine.
“ I sacrific'd both modefty and ease,
“ Left operas, and went to filthy plays ;
• Double entendres shock'd my tender ear,
6. Yet even this for thee I chose to bear.
" In glowing youth, when nature bids be gay,
“ And every joy of life before me lay,
By honour prompted, and by pride restrain'd,
“ The pleasures of the young my foul disdain'd:
“ Sermons I fought, and with a mein severe
“ Censur'd my neighbours, and said daily pray’r.
“ Alas! how chang'd with the fame sermon-mein
“ That once I pray'd, the What-d'ye-callt I've seen.
6. Ah ! cruel princess, for thy fake I've loft
" That reputation which so dear had cost :
“ I, who avoided every publick place,
• When bloom and beauty bade me show my face ;
“ Now near thee constant ev'ry night abide
“ With never failing duty by thy fide,
“ Myfelf and daughters ftanding on a row,
“ To all the foreigners a goodly show!
« Oft had your drawing-room been fadly thin,
• And merchants' wives close by the chair been feen ;
“ Had not I amply fill'a the empty space,
« And fav'd your highness from the dire disgrace.
“ Yet COQUETILLA's artifice prevails, “ When all my merit and my duty fails :
" That COQUETILLA, whose deluding airs
“ Corrupts our virgins, and our youth ensnares ;
" So sunk her character, so lost her fame,
• Scarce visited before your highness came :
" Yet for the bed-chamber 'tis her
chuse, 56 When Zeal and Fame and Virtue
refuse. " Ah! worthy choice! not one of all
train si Whom cenfure blasts not, and dishonours ftain. " Let the nice hind now suckle dirty pigs, “ And the proad pea-hen hatch the cuckoo's eggs! • Let Iris leave her paint and own her age, “ And grave SUFFOLKA wed a giddy page! " A greater miracle is daily view'd, “ A virtuous princess with a court so lewd.
" I know thee, Court! with all thy treach'rous wiles) “ Thy false caresses and undoing smiles! “ Ah! princess, learn'd in all the courtly arts “ To cheat our hopes, and yet to gain our hearts !
" Large lovely bribes are the great ftatesman's aim; “ And the neglected patriot follows fame. “ The prince is ogled ; fome the king pursue; « But your ROXANA only follows You.
Despis'd ROXANA, cease, and try to find “ Some other, since the princess proves unkind;
Perhaps it is not hard to find at court, “ If not a greates, a more firm support.”