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TO THE Most Noble and Illustrious PRINCE WRIOTHESLY Duke of BEDFORD.

While martial Strains resound the Warrior's Name,
And speak the Triumphs of destructive Fame,
'Tis mine to crown the Patriot with Applause,
And sing the Hero of his Country's Cause;

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Whose Guardian Pow'r a sinking People saves,
And plants a Nation in the vanquish'd Waves;
Nor You, my Lord, the humble Muse disdain,
Who sings Your Praise shall please in ev'ry Strain.

Let others boast the Triumphs of the Sword,
Be this Your Province a lost Land restor'd;
How fam'd above pernicious Scenes of Blood
Shine the brave Trophies of a conquer'd Flood!
A delug'd Isle retriev'd by RUSSEL's Hand,
And Britain's Bounds enlarg'd in Britain's Land,
Where Chaos rul'd, now beauteous Order reigns,
Springs the fair Plant, and smile the verdant Plains;
Such are the Palms which Fame on You bestows,
Such from Your Birth the genuine Merit flows.
If England's Mars display the warlike Shield,
And spread her Conquests o'er the fatal Field,

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'Tis Yours with Neptune on the watry Plain
To guard these Shores, and curb the Vassal Main.

See at Your Call th'obedient Waves subside,
See Thorney blooms above th'encroaching Tide,
Again the Swains her peopled Fields surround,
And teeming Grain re-cloaths the pregnant Ground,
Our brightest Days are due to RUSSEL's Name
Be those bright Days as lasting as Your Fame,
Happy as when Your Noble SIRE's Command,
Aw'd the wild Flood, and fix'd th'unstable Land;
In vain the Floods against Your RIGHT conspire,
The SON regains the Conquest of the SIRE,
Your Native Right the conscious Waters know,
And Seas subside where'er Your Bounties flow,

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Like Phœbus You a fruitful Warmth display,
And Python dies beneath the genial Ray.