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An EPILOGUE By a Friend.
You've
seen the unhappy Monarch's wretched Fate,
Who to the best of Subjects prov'd ingrate:
No wonder he sat loose upon his Throne,
After such Treatment to its Supporter shown.
Who to the best of Subjects prov'd ingrate:
No wonder he sat loose upon his Throne,
After such Treatment to its Supporter shown.
How happy is our Isle, which can't complain
That her great Heroe has deserv'd in vain?
Gladly we've seen the Senate and the Crown,
Making their Gratitude, like his Renown,
For ever to succeeding Ages known.
That her great Heroe has deserv'd in vain?
Gladly we've seen the Senate and the Crown,
Making their Gratitude, like his Renown,
For ever to succeeding Ages known.
You, fairest Charmers, to whose gentle sway
With pleasure we submit, and chuse t'obey;
Whom to offend base Cowards only dare,
And those, whom nothing else can frighten, fear.
He runs a double risque that injures you,
Breaking the Allegiance to your Beauties due,
And must expect our Sex his Enemies too.
We've seen the greatest Powers prove no defence
To him that wrong'd your unarm'd Innocence.
The generous Warriors scorn to assert his Cause,
Who'as violated Honours sacred Laws.
With pleasure we submit, and chuse t'obey;
Whom to offend base Cowards only dare,
And those, whom nothing else can frighten, fear.
He runs a double risque that injures you,
Breaking the Allegiance to your Beauties due,
And must expect our Sex his Enemies too.
We've seen the greatest Powers prove no defence
To him that wrong'd your unarm'd Innocence.
The generous Warriors scorn to assert his Cause,
Who'as violated Honours sacred Laws.
None are so brave as those whom you inspire
With Life and Vigour from Love's active Fire:
When you our willing Hands and Hearts Command,
Our daring Onsets nothing can withstand.
We fear no Darts but from your piercing Eyes,
And every Terror but your Frowns despise.
With Life and Vigour from Love's active Fire:
When you our willing Hands and Hearts Command,
Our daring Onsets nothing can withstand.
We fear no Darts but from your piercing Eyes,
And every Terror but your Frowns despise.
Thus when in mighty ANNA's Cause we Fight,
Toils are our Pleasures, Dangers our Delight.
Since to maintain her Rights we've us'd our Arms,
They've prov'd resistless as Her powerful Charms:
VVhose Influence has in one Campaign done more
Than we in Ages could perform before.
Toils are our Pleasures, Dangers our Delight.
Since to maintain her Rights we've us'd our Arms,
They've prov'd resistless as Her powerful Charms:
VVhose Influence has in one Campaign done more
Than we in Ages could perform before.
Still may your Smiles our Victories Reward,
Their happy Progress nothing shall retard.
All the united Powers of France and Spain,
Our fearless Legions shall oppose in vain:
To Grace your glorious Triumphs both shall joyn,
And their lost Trophies at your Feet resign.
Their happy Progress nothing shall retard.
All the united Powers of France and Spain,
Our fearless Legions shall oppose in vain:
To Grace your glorious Triumphs both shall joyn,
And their lost Trophies at your Feet resign.
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