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MARQUIS of WINCHES T E R.

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E, who in impious times undaunted stood,

And midst rebellion durst be just and good :
Whose arms asserted, and whose sufferings more
Confirm'd the cause for which he fought before;
Rests here, rewarded by an heav'nly prince ;
For what his earthly could not recompence.
Pray reader that such times no more appear :
Or, if they happen, learn true honor here.
Ask of this age's faith and loyalty,
Which, to preserve them, heav'n confin'd in thee.
Few subjects could a king like thine deserve:
And fewer, such a king, so well could serve.
Blest king, blest subject, whose exalted state
By sufferings rose, and gave the law to fate.
Such fouls are rare, but mighty patterns giv'n
To earth, and meant for ornaments to heav'n.

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I.
APPY and free, securely blest;

No beauty could disturb my rest ;
My amorous heart was in despair,
To find a new victorious fair.

II.
Till you descending on our plains,
With foreign force renew my chains ;
Where now you rule without controul
The mighty sovereign of my

soul.

III. Your smiles have more of conqu’ring charms, Than all your native country arms: Their troops we can expel with ease, Who vanquish only when we please.

IV.
But in your eyes, oh! there's the spell,
Who can see them, and not rebel :
You make us captives by your stay,
Yet kill us if you go away.

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YOUNG STATES ME N.

CLA

ILARENDON had law and senfe,

Clifford was fierce and brave;
Bennet's grave look was a pretence,
And Danby's matchless impudence

Help'd to support the knave.
But Sunderland, Godolphin, Lory,
These will appear such chits in story,

'Twill turn all politics to jests, To be repeated like John Dory,

When fidlers fing at feasts.

Protect us, mighty Providence,

What wou'd these madmen have ? First, they would bribe us without pence, Deceive us without common sense,

And without pow'r enslave.

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