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On the Recovery of his Royal Highness the Prince, Lord High Admiral of England.

Annals and Statues have the Heroes grac'd,
Design'd to make their Names and Actions last:
And since 'tis so, 'tis England's Justice too,
To rear their Monuments of Praise to You.
Departing Heroes, like retiring Light,
That veils the Day, and introduces Night,
Create Regret, as you Great Prince have done,
You whom we all esteem'd a Setting Sun.

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Shades have attempted e'en our Royal Queen;
Shades have attempted, tho they could not skreen,
For thro those Shades still Majesty was seen.
While Denmark's Darling, and our Britain's Love,
With Fate that brought Superior Orders, strove;
Orders that wou'd have rob'd our mourning Isle,
And laid our Hopes upon the Funeral Pile.
But now, instead of Ashes Roses come;
Our Hopes are now reviv'd as in the Bloom,
Our Prince is rescu'd from the craving Tomb.
Let grateful Anthems eccho to the Skys,
In Strains that imitate their Harmonys.
The Zeal, the Gratitude, the Praise we own,
To that Above, for Blessings on our Throne.