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The MORAL.

The Brittish Oaks our Nations Strength, and Pride,
With which Triumphant o'er the Main we Ride:
Insulting Foes are by our Navey's aw'd,
A Guard at home, our dreaded Power abroad.

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Like Druids then your Forrests sacred keep,
Preserve with them your Empire of the Deep:
Subjects their Princes Bounty oft abuse,
And spoil the Publick for their private Use;
But no Rapacious Hand shou'd dare deface,
The Royal Stores of a well Timber'd Chase.