[...] Humbly Addres [...]d [...] His most Sacred Majes [...] WILLIAM III. Upon the Consummation of a general PEACE. ⟨20 Oct 1697⟩
TO You, Great Prince, Britannia do's Address
Her Thanks, for what You've sent her, Joy, and P [...]
Debauch'd with Ease, our Arms neglected lay,
Nor knew to Victory their Ancient way,
Till You, like a new Genius, did inspire.
Vigour and Heat, to Animate that Fire,
Which once, when England's Honour was its Guide▪
Did thro' the World in Shining Triumph ride▪
By you Reviv'd, it now Triumphs again
Or Vanquish'd Cities, and the Conquered Main
At Your Command Tumultuous Battles cease,
And Europe courts the Hand, that gives her Peace,
[...] himself foreseeing Your Advance.
Began to doubt the Safety of his France;
And that he might the desperate Game retrieve▪
Submissive Sues for what he'd seem to Give.
To distant Coasts our fearless Merchants Trade▪
Of no False Colours, nor [...] Ships afraid▪
Wi [...] pro [...]perous Ca [...]es their forward Hopes are [...]
And [...] drains the Riches of the [...]
[...] Plenty crowns [...] Toil,
And Peaceful Halcyons brood around our [...].
Ble [...] Peace! How high do our Engagement [...] rise▪
How shou'd we such a Daring Monarch prize▪
[...] [...]he World's Seal has to its Standard brought▪
[...] us how our Great Fore Fathers Fought▪
Your own Augusta now prepares to meet▪
[...] Lord, and lay her Trophies at His Feet▪
[...] she owes All she Enjoys to You▪
[...], Peace, and Happiness are due▪
[...] Joy from two such Fountains springs▪
[...] City and the [...]est of [...]
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