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• Yet then, even then (th' indignant verse shall tell) 'A surer vengeance rose to whelm the foe: When hell-born Faction issu'd from her cell, And on her impious head drew half the destin'd blow.
But, hark! the loud triumphant strains declare, 'How Britain's majesty unrivall'd rose,
When all the glories of the naval war
• Beam'd round her conquering flag, and circled Anson's brows.'
Till thus the Power by Freedom's sons obey'd :
Then (as the Muse enraptur'd shall display)
• And lends the quickening beam to cheer the arts of Peace.'
SIR CHARLES HAN. WILLIAMS,
KNT. OF THE BATH.
WHILST William's deeds and William's praise Each English breast with transport raise,
Each English tongue employ;
Say, Poyntz, if thy elated heart
A larger share of joy ?
But that thy country's high affairs
Then to rehearse the Hero's praise,
Who first should watch, and who call forth This youthful Prince's various worth,
You had the public voice; Wisely his royal Sire consign'd' To you the culture of his mind, And England blest the choice.
You taught him to be early known
By his victorious Father led,
He flesh'd his maiden sword, he shed,
Of Virtue's various charms you taught,
Is independent of success;
No conquest make it more.
This, after Tournay's fatal day,
From thee he early learnt to feel
To vindicate her Church distrest ;
Yet say, if in thy fondest scope
We saw a wretch, with trait'rous aid,
Our King's and Church's rights invade:
And thine, fair Liberty 1.
We saw thy Hero fly to war,
Beat down Rebellion, break her spear,
And set the Nation free.
Culloden's field, my glorious theme,
That does not give thee, Poyntz, thy part,
Nor is thy fame to thee decreed
For life's short date: when William's head,
For victories to come,
The frequent laurel shall receive ;.