A Pindarick poem on the happy coronation Of His most Sacred Majesty James II And his Illustrious Consort Queen Mary. By Mrs. Behn |
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A Pindarick poem on the happy coronation Of His most Sacred Majesty James II | ||
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Ten Thousand Garlands from the storesOf flowry Aromatick shores;
With shining Colours newly born,
All blooming Beauties of the Morn!
Gather'd before the Delphick God,
Or the soft Wind that gently breaths,
Had kist the tender Virgin Bud,
Had robb'd the sweetness from their leaves;
In mystick order these shall spread
The hollow'd ground, where Thou shalt tread,
And shed their Infant Odours round Thy Sacred head:
Ten Thousand Hearts all with soft wishes fill'd,
Chast as Thy Bosom, pure as is Thy Fame,
Ten Thousand Vows from Souls that yield
Eternal Adorations to Thy Name!
Let the contending Merchant strive
For Indian Pearls and Western Ore,
Those raffl'd Toys by which They thrive,
And sell their safties on the shore;
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To whom a wounded Heart is more
Than all the Ransackt World has laid before
Upon the Worshipt shrine!
These are the Tributes we devoutly pay
Great Juno on Her solemn Holy-day.
A Pindarick poem on the happy coronation Of His most Sacred Majesty James II | ||