"In thrifty management of Britain's wealth, "Embezzled lately, or purloin'd by stealth. "No nation can fear want, or dread furprize, "Where Oxford's prudence Burleigh's lofs fupplies; 100 "On him the publick moft fecurely leans, "To ease the burthen of the best of Queens: "On him the merchants fix their longing eyes, "When war fhall cease, and British commerce rife. "Alcides' strength and Atlas' firmer mind "To narrow ftreights of Europe were confin'd. "The British Sailors, from their Royal Change, "May find a nobler liberty to range.

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"Oxford fhall be their Pole-ftar to the South, "And there reward the efforts of their youth: "Whence, through his conduct, traffick shall increase, "Ev'n to thofe Seas which take their name from peace*. "Peace is the found muft glad the Britons' ears: "But fee! the noble Bolingbroke appears ; "Gesture compos'd and looks ferene declare "Th' approaching iffue of a doubtful war. "Now my cœrulean race, fafe in the deep, "Shall hear no cannons' roar difturb their fleep; "But finootheft tides and the most halcyon gales "Shall to their port direct Britannia's fails.

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"Ye Tritons, fons of Gods! 'tis my command, 120 "That you fee Bolingbroke in fafety land;

"Your concave fhells for fofteft notes prepare, "Whilft Echo shall repeat the gentlest air;

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"The River-gods fhall there your triumphs meet,
"And, in old Ocean mix'd, your. hero greet ;
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"And both in tuneful numbers raife their voice.

"The rapid Medway, and the fertile, Trent,
"In fwifteft ftreams, confefs their true content.
"Avon and Severn fhall in raptures join,

"And Fame convey them to the Northern Tine.
"Tweed then no more the Britons shall divide,
But Peace and Plenty flow on either fide;
"Triumphs proclaim, and mirth and jovial feafts,
And all the world invite for welcome guefts."
Faction, that through the land fo fatal fpread,
No more fhall dare to raise her Hydra's head;
But all her votaries in filence mourn
The happiness of Bolingbroke's return;
Far from the common pitch, he shall arife,
With great defigns, to dazzle Envy's eyes;

Search deep, to know of Whiggish plots the fource,
Their ever-turning fchemes, and reftlefs course.

Who fhall hereafter British annals read, 'But will reflect with wonder on this deed? How artfully his conduct overcame

A stubborn race, and quench'd a raging flame;
Retriev'd the Britons from unruly fate,
And overthrew the Phaetons of state!
Thefe wife exploits through Gallia's nation ran,
And fir'd their fouls, to fee the wondrous man :
The aged counsellors, without furprize,
Found wit and prudence fparkling in his eyes;

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Wisdom

Wisdom that was not gain'd in courfe of years,
Or reverence owing to his hoary hairs,
But ftruck by force of genius; fuch as drove
The Goddess Pallas from the brain of Jove.
The youth of France, with pleasure, look'd to see
His graceful mien and beauteous fymmetry:
The virgins ran, as to unufual fhow,
When he to Paris came, and Fontainbleau;
Viewing the blooming minifter defir'd,

And ftill, the more they gaz'd, the more admir'd.
Nor did the Court, that beft true grandeur knows,
Their fentiments by leffer facts difclofe,
By common pomp, or ceremonious train,
Seen heretofore, or to be feen again;

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But they devis'd new honours, yet unknown,

Or paid to any subject of a crown.

The Gallic King, in age and counfels wife,

Sated with war, and weary of difguife,

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With open arms falutes the British Peer,

And gladly owns his Prince and character.

As Hermes from the throne of Jove defcends,

With grateful errand, to Heaven's choiceft friends;
As-Iris from the bed of Juno flies,

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To bear her Queen's commands through yielding fkies,
Whilft o'er her wings fresh beams of glory flow,
And blended colours paint her wondrous bow;
So Bolingbroke appears in Louis' fight,

With meffage heavenly; and, with equal light,
Difpels all clouds of doubt, and fear of wars,
And in his Miftrefs' name for Peace declares :

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. Accents

Accents divine! which the great King receives
With the fame grace that mighty Anna gives.

Let others boast of blood, the spoil of foes,
Rapine and murder, and of endless woes,
Detested pomp! and trophies gain'd from far,
With fpangled enfigns, ftreaming in the air;
Count how they made Bavarian subjects feel

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The rage of fire, and edge of harden'd steel;

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Fatal effects of foul infatiate pride;

That deal their wounds alike on either fide,

No limits fet to their ambitious ends;

For who bounds them, no longer can be friends.
By different methods Bolingbroke shall raise

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His growing honours and immortal praise.

He, fir'd with glory and the public good,
Betwixt the people and their danger stood :
Arm'd with convincing truths, he did appear;
And all he faid was sparkling, bright, and clear.
The listening Senate with attention heard,
And fome admir'd, while others trembling fear'd;
Not from the tropes of formal eloquence,
But Demofthenic ftrength, and weight of sense,
Such as fond Oxford to her Son fupplied,
Defign'd her own, as well as Britain's pride;
Who, Jefs beholden to the ancient strains,
Might fhew a nobler blood in English veins ;
Out-do whatever Homer sweetly sung

Of Neftor's counfels, or Ulyffes' tongue.

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Much he has done, but ftill has more in view;
To Anna's intereft and his country true.
More I could prophefy; but must refrain:
Such truths would make another mortal vain ?

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то THE

DUKE OF BEAUFORT*.

A Paraphrafe on Naudæus's Addrefs to Cardinal de Bagni.

THE time will come (if Fate fhall please to give

This feeble thread of mine more space to live)

When I fhall you and all your acts rehearse,
In a much loftier and more fluent verse;
To Ganges' banks, and China farther Eaft,
To Carolina, and the diftant Weft,

Your name fhall fly, and every where be bleft;
Through Spain and tracts of Libyan fands fhall go
To Ruffian limits, and to Zembla's fnow.
Then fhall my eager Mufe expand her wing,
Your love of juftice and your goodness sing;
Your greatness, equal to the ftate you hold;
In counsel wife, in execution bold;

How there appears, in all that you dispense,
Beauty, good-nature, and the ftrength of fenfe.
These let the world admire. From you a smile
Is more than a reward of all my toil.

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* Dr. King dedicated his English verfion of that work to the duke of Beaufort.