To Hanover, to Brunswick's fecond grace,
Descendent from a long imperial race,
The Muse directs her honourable flight,
And prophefies, from fo ferene a morn,
To what clear glories he is born,
When blazing with a full meridian light,
He shall the British hemisphere adorn;
When Mars fhall lay his batter'd target down,
And he, (fince Death will never spare
The good, the pious, and the fair)
In his ripe harvest of renown,
Shall after his great father fit,
(If heav'n fo long a life permit)
And having fwell'd the flowing tide

Of fame, which he in arms fhall get,

The purchase of an honeft sweat,

Shall fafe in stormy feas Britannia's veffel guide..
XIII.

Britannia's veffel, which in ANNA's reign,

And prudent pilotry, enjoys

The tempest which the world deftroys, And rides triumphant o'er the subject main. O may fhe foon a quiet harbour gain!

And

And fure the promis'd hour is come,
When in foft notes the peaceful lyre

Shall still the trumpet and the drum,

Shall play what gods and men defire,

And ftrike Bellona's mufic dumb:

When War, by parents curs'd, fhall quit the field,
Unbuckle his bright helmet, and, to rest

His weary'd limbs, fit on his idle fhield,
With fears of honour plow'd upon his breast.
But if the Gallic Pharaoh's ftubborn heart
Grows fresh for punishment, and hardens still;
Prepar❜d for th' irrecoverable ill,

And forc'd th'unwilling fkies to act the last ungrateful part:
Thy forces, ANNA, like a flood, fhall whelm
(If heav'n does fcepter'd innocence maintain)

His famifh'd defolated realm

And all the fons of Pharamond in vain

(Who with dishonest envy see

The sweet forbidden fruits of diftant liberty)

Shall curfe their Salic law, and wish a female reign.

XIV.

A female reign like thine,
O ANNA, British heroine !

To

To thee afflicted empires fly for aid,
Where'er tyrannic standards are display'd,

From the wrong'd Iber to the threaten'd Rhine.
Thee, where the golden-fanded Tagus flows

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Beneath fair Ulyfippo's walls,

The frighted Lufitanian calls;

Thee, they who drink the Seine, with those
Who plow Iberian fields, implore,

To give the lab'ring world repofe,
And univerfal peace restore :

Thee, Gallia, mournful to furvive the fate
Of her fall'n grandeur and departed state;
By fad experience taught to own,
That virtue is a noble way to rife,
A furer paffage to the skies,
Than Pelion upon Offa thrown :
For they, who impiously presume

To grasp at heav'n, by Jove's eternal doom,
A prey to thunder shall become;

Or, fent in Ætna's fiery caves to groan,

Gain but an higher fall, a mountain for their tomb.

The old name of Lifbon, faid to be built by Ulyffes. 1 One of the mountains where Jupiter lodged the giants.

SIX

SIX

TOWN ECLOGUE S.

By the Right Hon. L. M. W. M.

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MONDAY.

ROXANA, or, the Drawing-Room.

OXANA from the court retiring late,

Sigh'd her foft forrows at St. JAMES's gate.

Such heavy thoughts lay brooding in her breast, Not her own chairmen with more weight opprefs'd; They groan the cruel load they're doom'd to bear; She in these gentle founds exprefs'd her care.

"Was it for this that I these rofes wear, "For this new-set the jewels for my hair?

VOL. I.

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"Ah!

"Ah! princefs! with what zeal have I pursu❜d! "Almost forgot the duty of a prude.

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Thinking I never could attend too soon,

"I've mifs'd my prayers, to get me drefs'd by noor
"For thee, ah! what for thee did I refign?
"My pleasures, paffions, all that e'er was mine.
"I facrific'd both modesty and ease,

66 Left operas, and went to filthy plays;
"Double entendres fhock'd my tender ear,
"Yet even this for thee I chose to bear.
"In glowing youth, when nature bids be gay,
"And every joy of life before me lay,

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By honour prompted, and by pride restrain'd, "The pleasures of my foul the young difdain'd: "Sermons I fought, and with a mien severe "Cenfur'd my neighbours, and said daily prayʼr. "Alas! how chang'd!-with the fame fermon-mien "That once I pray'd, the What-d'ye-call't I've seen. "Ah! cruel princefs, for thy fake I've loft "That reputation which fo dear had coft: "I, who avoided every public place,

"When bloom and beauty bade me show my face; "Now near thee constant every night abide

"With never-failing duty by thy fide,

"Myfelf