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Law fhall again her Force refume;
Religion, clear'd from Clouds of Rome,
With brighter Rays advance :
The British Fleet shall rule the Deep;
The British Youth, as rous'd from Sleep,
Strike Terror into France.

Nor fhall thefe Promises of Fate
Be limited to my fhort Date;

When I from Cares withdraw,
Still fhall the British Scepter ftand,
Shall flourish in a Female Hand,
And to Mankind give Law.

She shall Domeftick Foes unite,
Monarchs beneath her Flags fhall fight,
Whole Armies drag her Chain;
She fhall loft Italy restore,

Shall make th' Imperial Eagle foar,
And give a King to Spain.

But, know, Thefe Promises are giv'n,
These great Rewards Impartial Heav'n
Does on these Terms decree;
That, ftrictly punishing Mens Faults,
You let their Confciences and Thoughts
Reft abfolutely Free.

Let no false Politicks confine
In narrow Bounds your vaft Defign,"
To make Mankind unite;

Nor think it a fufficient Cause.
To punish Men by Penal Laws,
For not

of Right.

Rome,

Rome, whose blind Zeal deftroys Mankind,
Rome's Sons fhall your Compaffion find,
Who ne'er Compaffion knew:"
By Nobler Actions theirs condemn;
For what has been reproach'd in them,
Can ne'er be prais'd in you.

These Subjects fuit not with the Lyre;
Mufe, to what Height doft thou afpire,
Pretending to rehearse

The Thoughts of Gods, and Godlike Kings
Ceafe, cease to leffen lofty Things,
By mean, ignoble Verfe!

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The Comparison, 1705.

"Hat fitting Measures might be taken
To fave a certain Prince's Bacon,
Three Heroes, all true Sons of Mars,
As e're look'd Enemy in the Af
Met lately to concert Affairs,
Eug the Eldeft Child of Fame,
Who conquers with his very Name,
Is once more come to help at a dead Pinch,
And means to play the Devil with the French;
With Mb known far and near,
For Great Atchievements fam'd in War;
Who's wifely march'd the Lord knows where,
With Troops as good as ever fought,
Full fifty thousand Men';

He's gone to do the Lord knows what,
And will return I don't know when,

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Ev'n Warlike Lewis, whofe Designs
Were never yet to hurt his Friends,
Who fighting wifely can refrain,
And Hunt while German Towns are ta'en.

These three, all Men of mighty Deeds,
Together wifely laid their Heads,
To make a fmart Campaign:
So the three famous Wits of late
Club'd Brains together to compleat,
A Fourth as wife Trelooby;
And one may wager a good Sum on't,
Some mighty Matters foon will come on't,
If current Rumour true be.

You'll fee e'er this Campaign is o'er
Deeds worthy to be crackt on;
Three Loobies writ a Farce before,
Three Gen-Is now will act one.

On D. M. 1704.

Hen a Church on a Hill to the Danube ad

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(vances,
Then near to his Ruin the beft Cock of France is;
Then Three fhall beat Five, being anger'd in Spain,
And Five on all four run to Paris again;
Then the Wit of St. Albans a Princess shall be,
In Right of her Husband by the Father of Three.
This Prophecy long fince was found under-ground
By one who was lately in Packington's Pound.

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On the K. of Sp--'s Prefent to the D. of M.

Ccept,my Lord, of this small glittering thing, 'Tis like my felf, the fhadow of a King; And with it take my Sword, 'tis fit for you;" With it I ne'er did ought, nor e'er fhall do. Fight for th' Allies, for Honour, and for Me And when I'm King, you an Arch-Duke shall be.

On the Lords and Commons Vote concerning the Danger of the Church, 1705.

HUS is at length the horrid Hydra flain,

THU

Its many hilling Heads were rear'd in vain ; By one Herculean Blow the Monster fell, And with it all the Hopes of France and Hell.

Suppos'd to be writ by a Dignify'd Clergyman.

WE

THEN A-a was the Church's Daughter, She acted as her Mother taught her; But now fhe's Mother to the Church, She leaves her Daughter in the Lurch.

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A Declaration without Doors, 1705.

Ye Britains, draw near,

With Attention give Ear

To my most profound Declaration : It may do you fome good,

Tho I'm not understood

By twenty wife Men in the Nation.

I'm a Parliament Member,
Who fhall fit in November

To fettle the Nation's Affairs ;
and Laws,

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Not forgetting a Clause

About the High Church's Repairs.

The High Church's Power

Has to this very Hour,

Been of all my Caballing the true end

But I swear by my Maker,

If you don't choose me Speaker,
The Cause will be certainly ruin'd.

I have fent Horfe and Man

To do all they can,

;

To ingage all your Votes for the Chair: Some Mony I've paid,

And more Promises made,

Of fine things I'll do when I come there.

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