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Plain truth 's illustrious : as I sing,
Yon starry lyre has caught the sound,
And spreads it to the planets round,
The naval fame of heroes old ;
The deeds of Grecian mariners
Are read by Gods, are writ in stars,
Thence Argo listens to my strain;
For naval fame and song renews,
As Britain's fame he hears, and views
Pours grateful lustre on my lays;
Eridanus would flatter too,
But jealousies his smile subdue; He fears a British rival in the Thames.
VU. In * The Dolphin,
To see his British brothers reign
Which weighs the nations, learns to weigh
More accurate the night and day ;
How could the wise-man gaze whole nights
But, oh! you practise fameful arts ;
Your own retain, seize others' hearts,
Pale Queen! be fush'd at Britain's fame;
“ To fbare her empire is thy pride.”
He, mighty power! who curbs the tide,
Britannia's centre, and your bound:
Is Britain's home! And Britain's mine,
Where-e'er the ripening fun can shine, Parts are for emperors; for ber the whole.
On doubtful wing, and want the skill
Another Churchill thou may'st find,
Another Churchill, not so kind,
Who rescued an ungrateful throne;
Ill dost thou weigh, that in Time's womb
A day may sleep, a day of doom,
Whose boafted inspiration's vain!
Know'st thou the fatal pair who shine
O’er Britain's trading empire? Thine
Of awful Britain's high debate *,
The nations know, in glowing balls
On finking thrones, the tempest falls, When her august assembled fenates lour.
XV, Q * The Spanish Armada in the House of Lords.
Would Britain have her anger told;
Than that which prostrates human souls,
Through Heaven's dark vault impetuous rollsz And Nature rocks, when angry Jove has frown’d.
Of natives, not expence of blood,
Trade calls him forth, and sets him high,
As mortal man, o'er men can fly :
Like lightning fly to distant kings;
Is war proclaim'd ? Our wars are hurld
To farthest confines of the world,
Sends forth his pinion'd pcople, thus,
And carry sobie clouds, and freep
The land, the defert, and the deep! Earth shakes! proud cities fall! and thrones adore!
On bare outsides; and loath, or like,
Admire the purple and the crown :
Of human welfare and renown,
Trade gilt their titles, pour'd their state ;
To clasp their ruin, fly from toil;
That meanest product on their soil,
Afric 's a glaring Monument :
(Curst in a paradise !) she pines ;
O’er generous glebe, o’er golden mines
Thy numerous fleets might bridge the tide ;
Shut be that gate of Trade ! Or woe
To Britain's! Europe 'twill o'erflow.Ungrateful fong! Her growth * inspires thy lines.
XXIII. Bri* Coffee.