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Those clouds, that overcast your morn, shall fly,
Difpelld to farthest corners of the sky.
Our nation with united interest blest,
Not now content to poize, shall sway the rest.
Abroad your empire shall no limits know,
But, like the fea, in boundless circles flow.
Yourmuch-lov'd fleet shall, with a wide command,
Besiege the petty monarchs of the land:
And as old Time his offspring swallow'd down,
Our ocean in its depths all seas Thall drown.
Their wealthy trade from pirate's rapine free,
Our merchants shall no more adventurers be:
Nor in the farthest east those dangers fear,
Which humble Holland must dissemble here.
Spain to your gift alone her Indies owes;
For what the pow'rful takes not he bestows:
And France, that did an exile's presence fear,
May justly apprehend you still too near.
At home the hateful names of parties cease,
And factious fouls are wearied into peace.
The discontented now are only they,
Whose crimes before did your just cause betray:
Of those edicts some reclaim from sin,
But most your life and blest example win.
Oh happy prince, whom heav'n hath taught the
By paying vows to have more vows to pay!
Oh happy age! Oh times like those alone,
By fate reserv'd for great Agustus’ throne ! -
When the joint growth of arms and arts foreshew
The world a monarch, and that monarch you.
N that wild deluge where theworld was drown'd, When life and fin one common tomb had
found, The first small prospect of a rising hill With various notes of joy the ark did fill : Yet when that flood in its own depths was drown'd, It left behind it false and slipp’ry ground; And the more folemn pomp was still deferr'd, 'Till new-born nature in fresh looks appear'd. Thus, royal sir, to see
landed here, Was cause enough of triumph for a year: Nor would your care those glorious joys repeat, 'Till they at once might be secure and great : 'Till
your kind beams, by their continu'd stay, Hadwarm'd the ground, and call'd the dampsaway. Such vapours, while your pow'rful influence dries, Then soonest vanish when they highest rise.
Had greater haste these sacred rites prepar’d,
Some guilty months had in your triumphs shar'd:
But this untainted
Your glories may without our crimes be shown.
We had not yet exhausted all our store,
refresh'd our joys by adding'more: As heaven, of old, dispens'd celestial dew, You gave us manna, and still give us new.
Now our sad ruins are remov'd from light, The season too comes fraught with new delight : Time seems not now beneath his years to stoop, Nor do his wings with sickly feathers droop: Soft western winds waft o'er the gaudy spring, And open’d scenes of flowers and blossoms bring, To grace
this happy day, while you appear, Not king of us alone, but of the year, eyes you draw, and with the
the heart : Of
your own pomp your self the greatest part: Loud shouts the nation's happiness proclaim, And heav’n this day is feasted with your name. Your cavalcade the fair spectators view, From their high standings, yet
up to you. From your brave train each singles out a prey, And longs to date a conquest from your day.
Now charg’d with blessings while you seek repose,
Officious Numbers haste your eyes to close;
And glorious dreams stand ready to restore
The pleasing shapes of all you saw before.
Next to the sacred temple you are led,
Where waits a crown for
your more sacred head: :
How justly from the church that crown is due,
Preserv'd from ruin, and restor’d by you !
The grateful choir their harmony employ,
Not to make greater, but more folemn joy.
Wrapt soft and warm your name is sent on high,
As flames do on the wings of incense fly :
Music herself is lost, in vain she brings
Her choicest notes to praise the best of kings :
Her melting strains in you a tomb have found,
And lie like bees in their own sweetness drown'd.
He that brought peace, all discord could atone,
His name is music of itself alone.
Now while the sacred oil anoints your head, ,
And fragrant scents, begun from you, are spread
Through thelargedome; the people's joyful sound,
Sent back, is still preserv'd in hallow'd ground;
Which in one blessing mix'd descends on you;
As heightned spirits fall in richer dew.