You wreft the Bolt from Heav'ns avenging Hand;
Stop ready DEATH, and fave a finking Land.
wely Hadt not roto d'arın en
O! fave Us Aill Atill blefs Us with thy Stáy:
O! want thy Heav'n, 'till We have learnt the Way:
Refuse to leave thy deftin'd Charge too foon:
And for the Church's Good, defer thy own.
O! live and let thy Works urge our Belief;
Live to explain thy Doctrine by thy Life; -
'Till future INFANCY, baptiz'd by Thee,
Grow ripe in Years, and old in Piety;
'Till CHRISTIANS, yet unborn, be taught to die.
Then in full Age, and hoary Holinefs Retire, great Teacher, to thy promis'd Bliss: Untouch'd thy Tomb, uninjur'd be thy Duft, As thy own Fame among the future Juft;! 'Till in last Sounds the dreadful Trumpet fpeaks: 'Till JUDGMENT calls; and quick'ned NATURE wakes 'Till thro' the utmost Earth, and deepest Sea Our scatter'd ATOMS find their deftin'd Way, In hafte to cloath their Kindred Souls again; Perfect our State, and build immortal Man: Then fearless Thou, who well fuftain'dft the Fight, To Paths of Joy, and Tracts of endless Light Lead up all those who heard Thee, and believ'd: "Midft thy own Flock, great Shepherd, be receiv'd; And glad all Heav'n with Millions Thou haft fav'd.
Afpice, venturo lætentur ut Omnia Sac'lo:
O mihi tam longe maneat pars ultima vitæ
Spiritus, & quantum fat erit tua dicere facta!
HY elder Look, Great JANUS, cast
Into the long Records of Ages past:
Review the Years in fairest Action
With noted White, Superior to the
ERAS deriv'd, and Chronicles begun
From Empires founded, and from Battels won:
Show all the Spoils by valiant Kings achiev'd,
And groaning Nations by Their Arms reliev'd;
The Wounds of Patriots in Their Country's Caufe,
And happy Pow'r sustain'd by wholesom Laws:
In comely Rank call ev'ry Merit forth:
Imprint on ev'ry Act it's Standard Worth:
The glorious Parallels then downward bring,
To Modern Wonders, and to BRITAIN'S King:
With equal Justice and Hiftoric Care
Their Laws, Their Toils, Their Arms with His compare:
Confefs the various Attributes of Fame
Collected and compleat in WILLIAM's Name:
To all the lift'ning World relate,
(As Thou doft His Story read)
That nothing went before fo Great,
And nothing Greater can fucceed.
Thy Native LATIUM was Thy darling Care,
Prudent in Peace, and terrible in War:
The boldest Virtues that have govern'd Earth
From LATIUM's fruitful Womb derive their Birth.
Then turn to Her fair-written Page:
From dawning Childhood to establish'd Age,
The Glories of Her Empire trace:
Confront the Heroes of Thy RoMAN Race:
And let the justest Palm the Victor's Temples grace.
The Son of MARS reduc'd the trembling Swains,
And fpread His Empire o'er the diftant Plains:
But yet the SABINS violated Charms
Obfcur'd the Glory of His rifing Arms.
NUMA the Rights of ftrict Religion knew;
On ev'ry Altar laid the Incense due;
Unskill'd to dart the pointed Spear,
Or lead the forward Youth to noble War.
Stern BRUTUS was with too much Horror good,
Holding his Fafces ftain'd with Filial Blood.
FABIUS Was Wife, but with Excefs of Gare:
He fav'd his Country; but prolong'd the War:
While DECIUS, PAULUS, CURIUS greatly Fought;
And by Their strict Examples taught,
How wild Defires fhould be controll'd;
And how much brighter Virtue was, than Gold;
They scarce Their swelling Thirft of Fame could hide;
And boafted Poverty with too much Pride.
Excefs in Youth made SCIPIO lefs Rever'd:
And CATO dying feem'd to own, He Fear'd.
JULIUS with Honour tam'd ROMB's foreign Foes:
But Patriots fell, e'er the Dictator rofe.
And while with Clemency AUGUSTUS reign'd;
The Monarch was ador'd; the City chain'd.
With jufteft Honour be Their Merits dreft:
But be Their Failings too confeft:
Their Virtue, like their TYBER'S Flood
Rolling, it's Courfe defign'd the Country's Good:
But oft the Torrent's too impetuous Speed
From the low Earth tore fome polluting Weed:
And with the Blood of Jove there always ran
Some viler Part, fome Tincture of the Man.
Few Virtues after Thefe fo far prevail,
But that Their Vices more than turn the Scale:
Valour grown wild by Pride, and Pow'r by Rage,
Did the true Charms of Majefty impair;
ROMB by Degrees advancing more in Age,
Show'd fad Remains of what had once been fair:
'Till Heav'n a better Race of Men supplies;
And Glory fhoots new Beams from Western Skies.
Turn then to PHARAMOND, and CHARLEMAIN,
And the long Heroes of the GALLIC Strain;
Experienc'd Chiefs, for hardy Prowess known,
And bloody Wreaths in vent'rous Battles won.
From the First WILLIAM, our great NORMAN King,
The bold PLANTAGENETS, and TUDORS bring;
Illuftrious Virtues, who by turns have rofe,
In foreign Fields to check BRITANNIA's Foes ;
With happy Laws Her Empire to fuftain;
And with full Power affert Her ambient Main:
But fometimes too Induftrious to be Great,
Nor Patient to expect the Turns of Fate,
They open'd Camps deform'd by Civil Fight:
And made proud Conqueft trample over Right:
Difparted BRITAIN mourn'd Their doubtful Sway;
And dreaded Both, when Neither would obey.
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