All her Beauties fresh and fair,

Solid, lafting Pleafure brings; Each heav'nly Muse resumes her. Lyre,

Clio, eldest of the Choir,

Sings the Man, who great in War,
Fighting for his Country's Good,
Bravely obtain❜d a graceful Scar,
And spilt his Free-born Blood.

PEACE returning, thro' the Air,

Gently born on Silken-Wings,

All her Beauties fresh and fair,
Solid, lafting Pleasure brings.,

The END of the Firft VOLUME.

Mifcellaneous Collection

OF

POEMS,

Songs and Epigrams.

By feveral Hands.

Publifh'd by T. M. GENT.

VOL. II.

Cum tua non edas, carpis mea Carmina, Læli, Carpere vel noli noftra, vel ede tua. Mart.

Dublin: Printed by A. RHAMES, 1721.

то

Sir Godfrey Kneller,

ON HIS

PICTURE

OF THE

KING.

K

By Mr. ADDISON.

NELLER, with Silence and Surprise,

We fee Britannia's MONARCH rife,
A god-like Form, by Thee difplay'd
In all the Force of Light and Shade;

And, aw'd by thy delufive Hand,

As in the Prefence-Chamber ftand.

The Magick of thy Art calls forth
His fecret Soul and hidden Worth,
His Probity and Mildness shows,
His Care of Friends, and Scorn of Foes:
In ev'ry Stroke, in ev'ry Line,
Does fome exalted Vertue fhine,
And Albion's Happiness we trace
Thro' all the Features of his Face.

O may

I live to hail the Day,

When the glad Nation fhall furvey

Their Sov'reign, thro' his wide Command,
Paffing in Progrefs o'er the Land!

Each Heart shall bend, and ev'ry Voice
In loud applauding Shouts rejoice,
Whilft All his Gracious Aspect praise,
And Crowds grow Loyal as they Gaze.

This Image on the Medal plac'd,
With its Bright Round of Titles grac'd,
And Stamp'd on British Coins fhall live;
To Richeft Ores the Value give;
Or, wrought within the Curious Mould,
Shape and adorn the Running Gold.

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