bances in the State, 1691. With Reflections upon the Rife and Progress of Priest-craft, 285 A pleafant Battel between two Lap-Dogs of the Eutopian Court. Or a Dialogue between Sleep and Awake, Feft and Earnest, Reality and Fancy: Being fought upon the new erected Dog-Pit, lately contriv'd purpofely upon this Occafion, as aforefaid, in the Anti-Chamber of the faid Court, where it was fought with great Applaufe, Satisfaction and Content of the Company there prefent: But by reafon of the Author's drowzy Difpofition, being late at Night, and he inclin'd to fleep, he would crave your favourable Cenfure of this his Pains, and judg of them as you find occafion. Printed in 1681.

310. Marvel's Ghost Being a true Copy of a Letter fent to the A. Bp. of Cant. upon his fudden Sickness, at the Prince of Orange's first Arrival into London, 1683.

318 A Congratulatory Poem to the Reverend Dr. John Tillotfon, upon his Promotion to the Arch-Epifcopal Sea of Canterbury, 1691.

322

327

The Earth-quake of Jamaica, defcril'd in a Pindarick Poem, 1692. 'Midfummer-Moon: Or the Livery-Man's Complaint, 1682.

333

A Satyr against Brandy. Written by Jo. Hains, as

be faith bimfelf, 1683.

The Grove: Or, the Rival Muses, 1701.

345

348

A Pindarick Ode, occafion'd by the Death of the late Lord Chief Justice Treby, 170i.

The Triumph of Peace.

Hughes.

365

A Poem, 1698. By Mr.

368

To my Lord Chancellor Hyde. Prefented on New
Years-Day, 1662. By J. Dryden,
Upon the stately Structure of Bow-Church and Stee-

374

ple,

379

ple, Burnt Ann. 1666. Rebuilt 1679. By Dr. Wild, A Paradox against Liberty. Written by the Lords during their Imprisonment in the Tower, 381 A Dialogue between the Dutchess of Cleveland the Dutchefs of Portsmouth, at their Meeting in Paris. With the Ghost of Jane Shore, A Satyr against Perfecution, 1682.

388

393

An Elegy on bis Excellency Lieutenant-General Talmafh, 1694. By Mr. Edm. Arwaker, 404 Greenwich-Hill. A Poem. By Mr. Manning, 410 Prince Butler's Tale: Representing the State of the Wool-Cafe; or the Eaft-India Cafe truly stated, 1691.

Grace before Meat at a Christening,

Grace after Meat,

The Dog in the Wheel. A Satyr, 1705.
On the Death of Serjeant Darnel, 1706.

422

428

429

430

433

A Collection of fome Satyrical Prints, publifh'd beyond
Sea, relating to the Affairs of Europe, fince the
French King plac'd his Grandfon on the Throne of
Spain. With their Explanations in English,
The Tunbridge Prodigy. Written by a Lady,
To the Author of the Tunbridge Prodigy,

435

453

454

The following Lines were wrote upon the Occafion of apprehending Sir Thomas Armstrong in Leyden, in the Year 1684. taken from the Original Print, written by R, Ferguson,

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458

459

On the Duke of Marlborough. By Dr. Brady, ibid.

The fame English'd,

On the French Subjects,

The Royal Ramble, 1697.

Epinicion Sacro Nomini Annæ Regina,

In Unionem Angliæ & Scotia,

460

463

456

On his Grace the Duke of Marlborough's Going for

Holland, 1707. In Imitation of the third Ode of

the first Book of Horace,

467

POEMS

POEMS

ON

State Affairs.

P

The Oxfordshire NINE.
April 1705.

Erufing the Lift of the Tackers in Print,
And carefully marking what Members were
(in't,

Some Names I obferv'd to most Counties

But Oxford afforded no fewer than All.

(did fall:

(there beer

Nine Members, Nine Tackers. And more had And their Number as great as their Spirits were

(keen: Or had this small County, more fierce than the reft, But fent up as many as fome in the Weft: A defperate Rifque we had prefently run Of the League being broke,and the Nation undone.

B

Then

Then let us be grateful, and thank Heaven for't,
Since their Heads were fo hot, that their Hands
(were fo fhort,
But will this agree with their Courtship,thought I,
When the Queen was harangu'd, and extol'd to the
Sky,

In her way to the Bath by the Literate Fry?
Or can we imagine it mightily futes
With Thanks for her Gift of the Tenths, and First-

(fruits?

Unless it be grateful in Sons of the Church
Their best Benefactors to leave in the Lurch;"
And when for their fakes fhe had leffen'd her Store,
To shut up the Purfe and fupply Her no more.
For clogging it fo as fhe cannot comply,
Is just the fame thing as quite to deny.
And Tantalus Story again to revive,
By giving Her that which She cannot receive.'
For if a good Bill with another be join'd,
It should be with One of a futable Kind:
But to yoak it with what is not proper to pass,
Is next to the yoaking an Ox with an Afs;
Or to imitate Him, who in Story is faid
To couple together the Quick and the Dead.

Or will it agree with their Blenheim Addrefs,
Of Speeches and Verfes fent Poft from the Prefs;
Out-running poor Cambridg in Loyal Pretence,
And before her in Hafte, as behind her in Senfe?
Will not this make their Poetry backward to chime,
And turn to Burlesque all Addifon's Rhyme?
Extolling our Valour, and mighty Success,
When they fhew by their Tacking they wish it were
(lefs:

Or commending our Caufe, when with the fame

(Breath

By stopping our Mony they ftarve it to Death.

Unless

Unless they suppose the Nine Mufes alone (done:
Would ballance the Hurt the Nine Members had
Or the Queen were fo weak as to wink at the
(Wrong,
Forget the Affront, and be pleas'd with a Song.
But ftill I was poring, and fought to Divine
What Mystery lay in the Number of Nine:
I thought the Nine Mufes might ferve for the feat,
Since there they have chofen their antient Seat.
But I found my Mistake e're I went very far :
For Tacking tends only to Difcord and Jar.
The famous Nine Worthies ran next in my Mind ;
But little Agreement in this I could find:
Since nothing less worthy could ever be seen,
Than to fetter a Juft and a Generous Queen.
Nor truft Her with Mony to manage the Sword,
But on the condition of breaking her Word.

Or what could they offer lefs Worthy and Brave,
Than to hazard a Land they were chosen to fave?
Or dangerous Tricks, and Experiments try,
Expofing us all to the Chance of a Die,
And venture at once both the Church and the State,
When they saw the French Hannibal stand at the
(Gate.

But ftill may our Queen twice a Conqueror prove; Of her Foes by her Arms, and her Subjects by Love. The laft is the nobleft we know of the two; But I fear She will find 'tis the hardest to do. Yet let not Her Majefty wholly despair, Tho bravest Attempts the most difficult are; For as in Eighth Henry our Rofes combin'd, And in our First James the two Kingdoms were

(join'd;

Who knows but our ANNE may by Heav'n be

(decreed

To close the wide Wounds of a Nation that bleed?