Thy beamy wing at once defends and warms Here at thy fide and in thy kindeft smiles * 25 To blefs thy councils and aflift thy hands, 30 And crowds wait round her to receive commands: With bolder hopes; yet ftill beyond our vows 35 40 Thy lovely glories rife, thy fpreading terrour grows. Princefs! the world already owns thy name; Go mount the chariot of immortal Fame, Nor die to be renown'd: Fame's loudeft breath 45 'Too dear is purchas'd by an angel's death. *The established church of England. The Proteftant Dillenters. * Ibid. tfbid. The vengeance of thy rod with gen'ral joy Mad Zeal and Phrenzy with their murd'rous train 50 54 Let no black scene affright fair Albion's stage; Thy thread of life prolong our Golden Age; Long bless the earth, and late ascend thy throne 60 Ethereal; (not thy deeds are there unknown Nor there unfung, for by thy awful hands Heav'nrules the waves and thunders o'er the lands, Creates inferiour kings † and gives them their commands.) 65 Legions attend thee at the radiant gates; The Pretender. + She made Charles the Emperour's fecond fon King of Spain, who is now Emperour of Germany. Some new propitious star appear on high, Sooth the rude north wind and the rugged Bear, And reign with peaceful influence to the southern sphere *! 1 Palinodia. BRITONS! forgive the forward Mufe 75 70 George is the name, that glorious star; 3 Ye faw his fplendours beaming far, *Note. This poem was written in the year 1705, in that honourable part of the reign of our late Queen when the had broke the French power at Blenheim, asserted the right of Charles the present Emperour to the Crown of Spain, exerted her zeal for the Proteftant fucceffion, and promited inviolably to maintain the toleration to the Proteftant Diffenters. Thus the appeared the chief fupport of the Reformation, and the patronefs of the liberties of Europe. The latter part of her reign was of a different colour, and was by no means attended with the accomplishment of those glorious hopes which we had conceived. Now the Muse cannot fatisfy herself to publish this new edition without acknowledging the mistake of her former prefages, and while the does the world this juftice the does herself the honour of a voluntary retractation. Auguft 1. 1721. Saw in the east your joys arise, When Anna funk in western skies, Streaking the heav'ns with crimson gloom, And crown the work that Anne forfook. To John Locke, Efq. retired from bufinefs. I. ANGELS are made of heav'nly things, But narrow minds still make pretence And claim a fhare with worms, 5 ΙΟ II. He that has treasures of his own May leave the cottage or the throne, Locke hath a foul wide as the fea, 15 Calm as the night, bright as the day, There may his vast ideas play, Nor feel a thought confin'd. 19 To John Shute, Efq. (now Lord Barrington) on Mr. Locke's dangerous fickness, fome time after be bad retired to ftudy the Scriptures. I. AND must the man of wondrous mind June 1704. (Now his rich thoughts are just refin'd) Forfake our longing eyes? Reafon at length fubmits to wear The wings of Faith, and lo, they rear Her chariot high, and nobly bear Her Prophet to the skies! II. Go, friend, and wait the Prophet's flight, Shute is the darling of his years, 7 ΙΑ |