EBBA 32826
National Library of Scotland - Crawford
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To the KING.
Dii Patrii, Indigetes, et Romule, Vestaq; Mater,
Quae Tuscum Tiberim et Romana Palatia servas,
Hunc saltem everso juvenem succurrere saeclo
Ne prohibete. -------------- Virg.
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AS a fond Mother anxious for her Son,
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Whom raging Seas and Winds detain from Home;
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No less impatient, Winds and Waves we fear'd
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Till You auspicious on our Coasts appear'd.
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But smiling Joys now sit on ev'ry Face,
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All striving who shall most Your Triumph Grace;
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Rejoycing that where-ever You Command,
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There JUSTICE Reigns with an impartial Hand;
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There ARTS prevail; and VIRTUE from Above
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Inspires each Breast with UNITY and LOVE;
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TRUTH, LIBERTY, and MERCY there abound,
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And PEACE with downy Wings sits brooding on the
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Ground.
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Accept, GREAT SIR, these Realms for You design'd,
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Tho' far beneath Your Worth and greater Mind.
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'Twas Here the EDWARDS did the Scepter sway;
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The People Here the HENRYS did obey;
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And Here NASSAU his Virtues did display.
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Like Him propitious on BRITANNIA smile;
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Like Him defend, and save our sinking I'le;
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Like Him on Earth the Golden Age renew,
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And the GREAT WILLIAM's Steps to Heav'n pursue.
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