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XXX.—ON THE EFFIGIES OF HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS GEORGE, LATE PRINCE OF DENMARK, AND LORD HIGH ADMIRAL OF GREAT BRITAIN, MADE IN WAX, AND SEATED AT A BANQUET NEAR THE EFFIGIES OF HER LATE MAJESTY QUEEN ANNE.

All happily performed in a very near imitation of the life, by Chrysis. 1705.

So look'd the hero, coming from the board
Of naval counsels, and put off his sword.
So sat the Prince, when with a smiling air
He relish'd life, and pleas'd his Sovereign Fair,
Surprising form! Scarce with a softer mien
Did his first love address his future Queen.
Publish the wonder, fame. But O! forbear
T'approach the palace and the royal ear,
Lest her impatient love and wishing eye
Seek the dear image, gaze, and mourn and die.
Or stay: The royal mourner will believe
Her George restor'd, and so forget to grieve.

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What cannot Chrysis do? Those artful hands
Shall raise the hero: Lo, in arms he stands:
Fairbourn and Leak submissive shall espy
War on his brow, and orders in his eye,
Auspicious, just, and wise: The fleet obeys,
And the French pirates flee the British seas.
 

This poem was written just after prince George's death.

Two British admirals.

Two British admirals.