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TO The last (King George's) Guinea.
Inscribed to the Right Honourable Sir Robert Walpole.
What Call, bright Monarch! can engage thy Breast,
To leave thy Loyal Subject thus distrest?
Who knows, my Guardian-Aid, when thou art gone,
What foreign Tyrant will usurp thy Throne?
When Want, rebellious, arrogates thy Reign,
What equal Power shall Faction's Rage restrain?
Too well, alas! my future State I see,
I can but sigh, and only think of Thee!
To leave thy Loyal Subject thus distrest?
Who knows, my Guardian-Aid, when thou art gone,
What foreign Tyrant will usurp thy Throne?
When Want, rebellious, arrogates thy Reign,
What equal Power shall Faction's Rage restrain?
Too well, alas! my future State I see,
I can but sigh, and only think of Thee!
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So, when thy bright Original repairs
To foreign Realms, with equal Griefs and Cares:
Britannia mourns; and anxious for her Fate,
Implores some Favourite to protect the State;
Wisely, as still, the Monarch makes his Choice,
And for his Walpole joins the general Voice.
To foreign Realms, with equal Griefs and Cares:
Britannia mourns; and anxious for her Fate,
Implores some Favourite to protect the State;
Wisely, as still, the Monarch makes his Choice,
And for his Walpole joins the general Voice.
O, couldst thou there advance an equal Claim,
Repos'd in him, our Safety were the same!
Auspicious Thought! and with what Ease may He,
Who has secur'd Three Nations, succour Me.
Repos'd in him, our Safety were the same!
Auspicious Thought! and with what Ease may He,
Who has secur'd Three Nations, succour Me.
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