To prop fair Liberty's declining Cause,

And fix the jarring World with equal Laws.

The Queen fhould fit in WINDSOR's facred Grove, Attended by the Gods of War and Love:

Both fhould with equal Zeal Her Smiles implore,
To fix Her Joys, or to extend Her Pow'r.

Sudden, the NYMPHS and TRITONS fhould appear; And as great ANNA's Smiles dispel their Fear, With active Dance fhould Her Obfervance claim ; With Vocal Shell fhould found Her happy Name. Their Mafter THAMES fhould leave the neighb'ring Shoar, By his ftrong Anchor known, and Silver Oar; Should lay his Enfigns at his Sov'raign's Feet, And Audience mild with humble Grace intreat.

To Her his dear Defence he fhould complain, That whilft He bleffes Her indulgent Reign; Whilft furtheft Seas are by his Fleets survey'd, And on his happy Banks each INDIA laid; His Breth'ren MABS, and WA AL, and RHINE, and SAAR Feel the hard Burthen of oppreffive War: That DANUBE scarce retains his rightful Course Against two Rebel Armies neighb'ring Force : And All muft weep fad Captives to the SEIN, Unless unchain'd and freed by BRITAIN'S Queen.

The valiant Sov'reign calls Her Gen'ral forth;: Neither recites Her Bounty, nor His Worth:

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She tells Him, He muft EUROPE'S Fate redeem,
And by That Labour merit Her Efteem:

She bids Him wait Her to the Sacred Hall;

Shows Him Princé EDWARD, and the conquer'd GAUL;
Fixing the bloody Crófs upon His Breast,

Say's, He muft Dye, or fuccour the Diftrefs'd!
Placing the Saint an Emblem by His Side,

She tells Him, Virtue arm'd muft conquer lawlefs Pride.

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The Hero bows obedient, and retires: An Ea The Queen's Commands exalt the Warriof's Fires. D His Steps are to the filent Woods inclin'de 7 MIW! The great Delign revolving in his Mind:T real When to his Sight la Heav'nly Form appears: Her Hand a Palm, her Head a Lawrel wears.. W Mord din sons'i M..

Me, She begins, the fairest Child of Jov E, Below for ever fought, and blefs'd above;

Me, the bright Source of Wealth, and Power, and Fame; (Nor need I fay, VICTORIA is my Name:)

Me the great Father down to Thee has fent:
He bids Me wait at Thy diftinguish'd Tent,

To execute what ANNA's Wifh would have: Bolt

Her Subject Thou, I only am Her Slave, and, 190 VT pandigion aims of our Deine

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Dare then; Thou much belov'd by fmiling Fate: For ANNA's Sake, and in Her Name, be Great: A Go forth, and be to distant Nations known,

My future Fav'rite, and My darling Son.

At SCHELLENBERG I'll manifeft sustainer/fi
Thy glorious Caufe; and fpread my Wings again,...
Confpicuous o'er Thy Helm, in BLENHEIM's Plain.

The Goddess faid, nor would admit Reply; But cut the liquid Air, and gain'd the Sky. :

His high Commiffion is thro' BRITAIN Known L And thronging Armies to His Standard run. He marches thoughtful; and He fpeedy fails: (Bless Him, ye Seas! and profper Him, ye Gales!) BELGIA receives Him welcome to her Shores; And WILLIAM's Death with leffen'd Grief deplores. His Prefence only muft retrieve That Lofs: MARLBRO to Her must be what WILLIAM Was. So when great ATLAS, from thefe low Aboads Recall'd, was gather'd to his Kindred-Gods; ALCIDES refpited by prudent Fate,

Suftain'd the Ball, nor droop'd beneath the Weight.

Secret and Swift behold the Chief advance; Sees half the Empire join'd, and Friend to FRANCE: The BRITISH General dooms the Fight; His Sword Dreadful He draws: The Captains wait the Word. ANNB and St. GEORGE, the charging Hero criés :. ⠀⠀⠀ Shrill Echo from the neighb'ring Wood replies ANNE and St. GEORGE.At That aufpicious: Sign The Standards move; the adverse Armies join. 11 hod 5 Of Eight great Hours, Time meafures out the Sands; And EUROPE's Fate in doubtful Balance ftandsku off The

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The Ninth, VICTORIA COmes:-o'er MARL BRO's Head Confefs'd She fits; the Hoftile Troops recede :———— Triumphs the GODDESS, from her Promise freed.

The Eagle, by the BRITISH Lion's Might Unchain'd and Free, directs her upward Flight: Nor did She e'er with ftronger Pinions foar From TYBER's Banks, than now from DANUBE'S Shoar.

Fir'd with the Thoughts which these Ideas raise, And great Ambition of my Country's Praife; The ENGLISH Mufe fhould like the MANTUAN rife, Scornful of Earth and Clouds, fhould reach the Skies, With Wonder (tho' with Envy ftill) purfu'd by hu(man Eyes.

But We must change the Style. Juft now I faid, I ne'er was Master of the tuneful Trade.

Or the small Genius which my Youth could boast,
In Profe and Business lies extinct and loft.
Bless'd, if I may fome younger Muse excite;
Point out the Game, and animate the Flight.
That from Marseilles to Calais FRANCE may know,
As We have Conqu'rors, We have Poets too;
And either Laurel does in BRITAIN grow.
That, tho' amongst our selves, with too much Heat,
We sometimes wrangle, when We fhould debate ;
(A confequential Ill which Freedom draws;

A bad Effect, but from a Noble Caufe:)

We can with univerfal Zeal advance,

To curb the faithless Arrogance of FRANCE.

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Nor ever fhall BRITANNIA's Sons refuse

To answer to thy Master, or thy Muse;

Nor want juft Subject for victorious Strains,
While MARLBRO's Arm Eternal Laurel gains;
And where old SPENCER fung, a new ELISA reigns.

The Effigies of the QUEEN on a Triumphal Arch,

The Figure of the DUKE of MARL BO-
ROUGH beneath,

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The Chief Rivers of the World round the whole Work.

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E active Streams, where-e'er your Waters flow,

Let diftant Climes and furtheft Nations know, What Ye from THAMES and DANUBE have been taught, HOW ANNE Commanded, and how MARLBRÔ Fought.

Quacunque æterno properatis, Flumina, lapfu,

Divifis latè Terris, Populifque remotis

Dicite, nam vobis TAMISIS narravit & ISTER,
ANNA quid Imperiis potuit, quid MARLBURUS Armis.

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