A Congratulatory Poem TO Her Royal Highness: Upon the Arrival of Their ROYAL HIGHNESS'S In ENGLAND, May the 27th. 1682.
Dic quae majora canamus?
GAy Spring, thou happy season of desire,
So warm'd, so Blest with a Majestick Fire;
Sure careful Nature, ne'r could thee have crownd
With more Indulgent Graces, then are found
Luxuriant now in England's Peaceful Breast,
Whil st there Three Mighty Kingdoms Care does rest.
Blest Pair! (so justly now you seem to be)
Freed from cold North, and faithless winding Sea;
Your gentle Vessel, with a Princ-elike Pride,
Stately on trusty Tides may calmly ride:
No lofty Billows here restrain'd do rage,
Or fatal tenth Wave threaten to ingage
With Your guilt Barge, which can e n asswage.
All pow'rfull Neptune, how e'r so rough before,
Smooths his curl'd brow, and fairly greets the shoar;
His brinish Rage flows sweetly into Love,
Whil [...]st on his yielding Back Your Graces move.
See how his nimble Off-spring round You play,
In Luxury of Joy they waste the day.
Each Silver Eye Your flying Sails does trace,
Each Beam seems greedy of Your Charming Face.
All things grow sweet in Natures tender Spring.
To Loyal Subjects hearts You gladness bring:
Lustre to all, and quiet to the KING.
Hence dull Phanaticks, seeming Virtuous Souls,
Quaffing Sedition off in high-froth'd Bowles:
To Satan's Closet haste, your Paradice,
Our joys you cannot taste, but in disguise.
Hence fly, no more by Shamming Methods try
To Raze HIS Virtue 'mongst Posterity.
Hail thou fair ALBION! happy Thou
Who Ages Frowns, nor Winters seem st to know,
Whil'st no dull Care sits heavy on Thy Brow.
Thrice happy Thou, the Glory of a Crown,
(Whose daring Courage beats the Faction down,)
Secure is lodg'd within Thy dearest Arms,
And every Muse grows big with Noble Charms.
A Faming Gale in Tunesui Reeds do [...]s play,
And humbly salutes this welcom Day;
Old Thames, now charm'd by no Rche [...]ous Song,
With easie Pride glides youthfully along:
The Neighbouring Youth in joy their Senses steep,
With Songs they hush all drowzy Care a [...]eep.
In distant Ecchoes sounds your wish'd [...]
T [...]mbling with Joy, each Muse inspir'd doe [...]
To Great APOLLO, President of Verse,
To whom (in great Confusion) they rehearse
YOU Both Arriv'd; The God s ha [...]monious Breast
With softing Airs is i [...]tantly possess'd;
His Ravish d Soul such joy of you invades
As did the Thracian Youth, when from the Shades
Orpheus return d, where his Euridice
From hidden Sorrows Anguish is not free;
A Lovely Passion each to other lent,
Such as! our Matchless Souls do represent.
Unhappy they, through Fate o r-ru [...]ng Life;
Hope false did prove, and threw down joy with grief.
Grant, God of Love, that no regardless Fa [...]e
Suffer these Joys to have so short a date;
Joy due to [...]our Return our Island Crowns;
At Your Bright Presence Envy shrowds her [...]rowns;
A willing Proselyte after YOU she goes,
Charm d, at YOUR Feet her self a P [...]ostrate [...]h [...]ows;
Shining like Heav'ns Bright Queen, sublimes our Seat;
Than You our Courts searce feel a gentler heat.
Grace, mix d with Majesty, in Your Face appears;
YOU seem to entertain no Barren Cares.
FERTILE as Earth, Your Beauty does relieve
Each Fainting Soul, Your Royal Bed does give
New Peaceful Glories, and our HOPES Revive.
Fair Cyprian Queen, all Rage see you confine;
Let your soft Arms about our Princess twine;
Timely present to our impatient sight
The INFANT PRINCE, blest Natures sole delight.
Such are our wishes due to Heav'n-born Grace,
To YOU, and to Great Caesar's Princely Race.
Vivat Io! CAROLUS, magni quo (que) Gloria FRATRIS, Ah! sero subveant jura severa necis.
Per C. A.
LONDON, Printed by Nat. Thompson, 1682.