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XXVIII. Let Europe fav'd the column high erect, Than Trajan's higher, or than Antonine's ; Where fembling art may carve the fair effect, And full atchievement of thy great designs. In a calm heav'n, and a serener air, Sublime the Queen shall on the summit stand, From danger far, as far remov'd from fear, And pointing down to earth her dread command. All winds, all storms that threaten human woe, Shall fink beneath her feet, and spread their rage XXIX.
[below. There fleets shall strive by winds and waters toft; Till the young Auftrian on Iberia's strand, Great as Æneas on the Latian coaft, Shall fix his foot : and this, be this the land, Great Jove, where I for ever will remain (The empire's other hope shall fay) and here Vanquish'd, intomb'd I'll lie; or crown'd, I'll reign O virtue, to thy British mother dear'! Like the fam'd Trojan suffer and abide; For Anne is thine, I ween, as Venus was his guide.
XXX. There, in eternal characters engrav'd, Vigo, and Gibraltar, and Barcelone. Their force destroy'd, their privileges'sav'd, Shall Anna's terrors, and her mercies own : Spain, from th’usurper Bourbon's arms retriev'd, Shall with new life and grateful jey appear, Numb'ring the wonders which that youth atchier'de Whom Anna clad in arms, and sent to war ;
Whom Anna sent to claim Iberia's throne :
XXXII. Brabantia, clad with fields, and crown'd with tow'rs, With decent joy shall her Deliv'rer meet ; Shall own thy arms, great Queen, and bless chy.pow'rag Laying the keys beneath thy subject's feet. Flandria, by plenty made the home of war, Shall weep her crime, and bow to Charles restor’d; With double vows shall bless thy happy care, In having drawn, and having sheath'd the sword. From these their fifter provinces shall know, How Anne supports a friend, and how forgives a foc.
XXXIII. Bright swords, and crested helms, and pointed spears In artful piles around the work shall lie ; And shields indented deep in ancient wars, Blazon'd with signs of Gallic heraldry ; And Nandards with distinguish'd honours bright, Marks of high pow'r and national command, VOL. II.
Which Valois' sons, and Bourbon's bore in fight,
XXXV. Beneath, great Queen, oh! very far beneath, Near to the ground, and on the humble base, To fave herself from darkness, and from death, That Muse desires the last, the lowest place; Who tho' unmeet, yet touch'd the trembling string; For the fair fame of Anne and Albion's land, Who durft of war and martial fury fing: And when thy will, and when thy subject's hand Had quell'd those wars, and bid that sury cease ; Hangs up her grateful harp to conquest, and to peace.
C Α Ν Τ Α Τ Α.
Set - by MONSIEUR GALLIAR D.
His lyre to mournful numbers strung,
To Venus thus address'd the song:
A R I E T. Potent Venus, bid thy son
Sound no more his dire alarms. Youth on Glent wings is flown:
Graver years come rolling on, Spare my age, unfit for arms :
Safe and humble let me rest,
From all am'rous care releas'd. Potent Venus, bid thy fon
Sound no more his dire alarms.
R É C I T.
And why.all night pursue her in my dreams,
R E G I T.
Ev'ry ftate, and ev'ry age
Soft desire, and gentle.pain :
Through her ear her heart obtain.
Cupid does with Phoebus reign.
HER RIGHT NAME
S Nancy at'her toilet fat,
Admiring this, and blaming that i