XV.

You lend each other mutual aid:

Why is heaven's fmile, in wealth, convey'd! Not to place vice, but virtues in our power: Pleafure declin'd, is luxury,

Boundless in time and in degree: Pleasure enjoy'd, the tumult of an hour.

XVI.

False joy's a difcompofing thing,
That jars on nature's trembling string,
Tempests the fpirits, and untunes the frame:
True joy, the funshine of the foul,

A bright ferene that calms the whole;
Which they ne'er knew, whom other joys inflame.

XVII.

Merchant! Religion is the care

To grow as rich-as angels are ;

To know false coin from true; to sweep the main;
The mighty fake fecure, beyond

The strongest tie of field, or fund :
Commerce gives gold, Religion makes it gain.

XVIII.

Join, then, Religion to thy ftore,
Or India's mines will make thee poor:
Greater than Tyre! O bear a nobler mind
Sea-fovereign ifle ! proud war decline,
Trade patronize! what glory thine,
Ardent to bless, who couldst subdue mankind!

XIX. Rich

XIX.

Rich commerce ply with warmth divine
By day, by night; the ftars are thine,
Wear out the ftars in trade! eternal run
From age to age, the noble glow,
A rage to gain, and to bestow,
While ages laft! in trade burn out the fun!

XX.

Trade, Britain's all, our fires fent down With toil, blood, treasure, ages won; This, Edgar great bequeath'd; this, Edward bold : Let Forbishers, let Raleighs fire!

O let Columbus' fhade infpire!

New worlds disclose, with Drake furround an old.

XXI.

Columbus fcarce inferior fame

For thee to find, than heaven to frame
That womb of gold and gem: her wide domain,
An univerfe! her rivers, feas!

Her fruits, both men and gods to please! Heaven's faireft birth! and, but for thee, in vain!

XXII.

Worlds ftill unknown deep fhadows wrap;

Call wonders forth from nature's lap;

New glory pour on her Eternal Sire:
O noble search! O glorious care!
Are ye not Britons? why despair?
New worlds are due to fuch a godlike fire.

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XXIII. Swear

XXIII.

Swear by the great Eliza's foul,

That Trade, as long as waters rollAh! no; the gods chastise my rash decree : By great Eliza do not fwear ;

For thee, O George! the gods declare, And thou for them! late time thall fwear by thee. XXIV.

Truth, bright as fars, with thee prevails;
Full be thy fame, as fwelling fails,
Conftant, as tides, thy mind; as mafts, elate;
Thy juftice, an unerring helm

To fteer Britannia's fickle realm;
Thy numerous race, fure anchor of her state!

VOL. III.

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STRAIN

STRAIN THE FIFTH.

THE ARGUMENT.

What is the bound of Britain's power. Beyond that of the most famed in hiftory. The fign Lyra. What the conftellations are. Argo. The whale. The dolphin Eridanus. The lion. Libra. Virgo. Berenice. The British ladies cenfured. The moon. What the fea is. Apoftrophe to the Emperor. The Spanish armada. How Britain

fhould fpeak her refentment. What gives power. What navies do in war. The Tartar. Mogul. Africa. China. Who mafter of the world. What the hiftory of the world is. The genealogy of glory. Miftakes about it. Peace the merchant's harvest. Ships of divine origin. Merchants ambassadors. The Briton's voyage. Praife the food of glory. Britain's record.

I.

BRITANNIA'S ftate what bounds confine?
(Of rifing thought O golden mine!)

Mountains, Alps, streams, gulphs, oceans, fet no bound; She fallies till fhe ftrikes the star;

Expanding wide, and launching farAs wind can fly, or rolling wave refound.

II.

Small ifle! For Cæfars, for the fon
Of Jove, who burft from Macedon,
For gorgeous Easterns blazing o'er mankind;
Then, when they call'd the world their own,
Not equal fame from fable fhone:

They rofe to Gods, in half thy sphere confin'd.

III. Here,

III.

Here, no demand for fancy's wing;
Plain truth 's illuftrious: as I fing,
O hear yon fpangled harp repeat my lay!
Yon ftarry lyre has caught the found,
And spreads it to the planets round,

Who best can tell where ends Britannia's fway.

IV.

The fkies (fair-printed page!) unfold
The naval fame of heroes old;

As in a mirror fhew th' adventurous throng;
The deeds of Grecian mariners

Are read by Gods, are writ in ftars,
And noble verse, that shall endure as long.

V.

The skies are records of the main, Thence Argo liftens to my ftrain; Chiron, for fong renown'd, his noble rage For naval fame and fong renews,

As Britain's fame he hears, and views; Chiron, the Shovell of a former age.

VI.

The Whale (for late I fung his praise)
Pours grateful luftre on my lays;

How fmiles Arion's friend * with partial beams!
Eridanus would flatter too,

But jealoufies his smile subdue;

He fears a British rival in the Thames.