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MONUMENT

O F THE

MARQUIS of WINCHESTER.

E, who in impious times undaunted stood,

And midst rebellion durft be just and good:
Whofe arms afferted, and whose sufferings more
Confirm'd the cause for which he fought before;
Refts 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 fubjects could a king like thine deserve:
And fewer, such a king, so well could serve.
Bleft king, bleft subject, whose exalted state
By fufferings rofe, and gave the law to fate.
Such fouls are rare, but mighty patterns giv'n
To earth, and meant for ornaments to heav'n.

THE

FAIR STRANGER,

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SONG.

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I.

APPY and free, fecurely bleft; No beauty could disturb my reft My amorous heart was in defpair,

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 fovereign of my foul.

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.

O N THE

YOUNG STATESMEN.

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LARENDON had law and fenfe,
Clifford was fierce and brave;

Bennet's grave look was a pretence,
And Danby's matchless impudence
Help'd to fupport the knave.

But Sunderland, Godolphin, Lory,
These will appear fuch chits in ftory,
'Twill turn all politics to jefts,

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 fénfe,

And without pow'r enflave.