LONDON, Printed by JOHN NICHOLS, at Cicero's Head, Red Lion Paffage, Fleet-Street; where LETTERS are particularly requested to be fent, PoST PAID. And fold by ELIZ. NEWBERY, the Corner of St. Paul's Church Yard, Ludgate-Street. 1795. Shall "Britain," from the nations rent, On whom the Western world relies, And fates contending turn their eyes; Whose “minifter” knows wifely how to rate The bleft resources of her potent state; Whole "Commerce" fpreads the fail, and plies the oar, Importing foreign" treasures" to her shore; On "Virtue" feated on her " Throne;" Shall Heav'n, propitious to her pray'rs, Reward her labours, and her cares; Tell us, fhall George's Councils, Fredric's Diftracted "France!" deluded state & Once happy, powerful, and grat; For whom the high creative Hand All "fiation" in its wisdom plann'd ; Recording Mem'ry heaves a mournful figh, Surveys thee with a retrospective eye, With pity, mix'd with (corn, beholds thy fall ; 'Tis all thou canst expect" infidious Gaul !" Born of light fantastic brain, Of idle fophiftry still vain; "throne ?" [rage, Which o'erwhelm'd all with murd'rous And ftain'd with blood th' hiftoric page! When Horror rides upon the white-mouth'd wave," Can any port the foun'dring vessel fave? IV. To" Brunswick," worthy of the meed, Thefe efforts of an artless reed The loyal Mufe prefumes to give (Where zeal infpires, the numbers live) The humble tribute of no venal lays ; No fervile adulation marks the praise Due to a Prince, difpenfing bleffings round, In arts accomplish'd, and in arms renown'd; To Each fertile plain, each golden grove, Refounds with liberty and love, In gratitude pours forth the lay Rejoicing in mild Brunswick's (way, imparts; And with the warmeft" [all hearts ! "feelings" fills J. CRANE, M. D. Wells, Dec. 31, 1795. |