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HE intent of the following Volumes is to

preserve to the Public those poetical performances, which seemed to merit a longer remembrance than what would probably be secured to them by the MANNER wherein they were originally published. This design was first suggested to the Editor, as it was afterwards conducted, by the opinions of some Gentlemen, whose names it would do him the highest honour to mention. He desires in this place also to make his acknowledgments to the Authors of several pieces inserted in these Volumes, which were néver before in print; and which, he is persuaded, would be thought to add credit to the most judicious collection of this kind in our language.

He hath nothing farti vremise, buť that the Reader must not expec> pleased with every particular poem

e presented to him It is impossible to furn an entertainment o: this natųre, where every part shall be relished by every guest : it will be sufficient, if nothing is set before him, but what has been approved by those of the most acknowledged taste.

ON THE

PROSPECT OF PEACE,

Α Ρ Ο Ε Μ.

To the LORD PRIVY-SEAL.

By Mr. TICKEL L.

Sacerdos Fronde fuper MITRAM, et felici comptus olivá. VIRG.

Ontending kings, and fields of death, too long

Have been the subject of the British song. Who hath not read of fam'd Ramilia's plain, Bavaria's fall, and Danube choak’d with Nain ?

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Exhausted themes! A gentler note I raise,
And sing returning Peace in softer lays.
Their fury quell’d, and martial rage allay'd,
I wait our heroes in the fylvan Thade :
Disbanding hosts are imag'd to my mind,
And warring pow'rs in friendly leagues combin'd;
While ease and pleasure make the nations smile,
And heav'n and Anna bless Britannia's ille.

Well sends our Queen her mitred Bristol forth,
For early counsels fam'd, and long-try'd worth,
Who, thirty rolling years, had oft with-held
The Suede and Saxon from the dusty field;
Compleatly form’d, to heal the Christian wounds,
To name the kings, and give each kingdom bounds;
The face of ravag'd nature to repair,
By leagues, to foften earth, and heav'n by pray'r;
To gain by love, where rage and Naughter fail,
And make the crosier o'er the sword prevail.

So when great Moses, with JEHOVAH's wand,
Had scatter'd plagues o'er stubborn Pharaoh's land,
Now spread an host of locusts round the shore,
Now turn'd Nile's fattning streams to putrid gore;
Plenty and gladness mark’d the priest of God,
And sudden almonds shot from Aaron's rod.

O thou,