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"Benign and gracious George, whose every deed

"Throughout his holy life was amiable,

"Dispensing blessings ever o'er bio realms;

"Under th' Almighty's visitation lies,

"Fast bound! close lock'd!

"Most merciful, just God! "As thou still sendest kindly, genial warmth "The bands of winter in due time to loose, "So may it please thee to restore "To reason, health, and happiness, Our Kino!"

Waldron's Literary Museum.

Since Time who subjects empires to decay,

And mingles palaces with cottage clay;

Since Time destroy'd the gloomy bigots trade,

And brought Nassau and Brunswick to our aid,

No day more big with glorious hope we own,

Than that which seated Geouge on Britain's throne.

With conquest flush'd, tho' tired of war
(For war lays taxes,) was the nation;

Yet naval vict'ries, near and far,

Brought to our pride some consolation;

For pride, aspiring like a rocket,

Too oft soars high above the pocket.


Onslow, who long had fill'd St. Stephen's chair, Retires, of years and honors plenum ;.

S6 firm, yet mild, his office did tie bear,

That, in debate, no wranglers dare

Proceed if once he stepp'd between 'em.

In wedlock, hard (you'll own) the fate of Kings,

Debarr'd the meanest subject's right,—free choice;

Forced to accept what state convenience brings, And haply mourn while all around rejoice!

Not so our George, bless'd by the pow'rs above

With a free, brave, and gen'rous people's love,

To yield him happiness without alloy, 1761.

Kind fortune, for the monarch's joy,

Brings Charlotte in propitious hour,

To sooth the toils of state and power:

Brings Charlotte, drest in Hymen's softest smiles,

To bless the ruler of the British isles;
To share that happy sovereign's throne
Who found the nation's choice his own.
Ah, think how many years have proved
How worthy him the bride he loved;
Vol. Ii. r

Ah, think how many years have flown,

While Time's true test bids envy own

Charlotte as Queen, as Mother, Friend and Wife,

The pride of public, as of private, life!

France seem'd just now for peace disposed,
But Chatham's scrutinizing mind

A compact en famille disclosed,

By which the French, with Spain combined,

Their blended interest to our's opposed,

Pitt said to Britain " Don't be fool'd,"

Pitt's council sage was overrul'd,
And he resign'd.*

This year, to tell it's worth our while,
Keppel and Hodgson took Belleisle;
While indefatigable Cove,
Kept Indian interest quite alive.

• The French, after making overtures for peace, depending on the private support of Spain, insisted on inadmissable terms; and a treaty, called the Family compact, being entered into between France and Spain, Mr. Pitt proposed hostilities against the latter, which advice being rejected, he, with Lord Temple resigned.


The Commons well convinced they must 1762.
A Speaker chuse, chose Sir John Cust!
And, reader, the next thing they do, . ,
Proved all that Pitt foreboded true;
For war with Spain, to trade's derangement,
Succeeds the " Family arrangement."
Pocock and Albermarle* now raise
Our honor far beyond my praise;
Nor dare I waste my ink and paper
With strains unworthy gallant Draper;
Who, join'd with all victorious Cornish,')"
Made Spanish leaders look forlornisA.
Next to compleat our exultation,

In Charlotte's first-born England sees
The hope of a delighted nation;
A Prince now fortuned to sustain,

With much of care and little ease,
The pressure of a troublous reign,

In times when he who all can please

* Admiral Sir George Pococke, and General the Earl of Albermarle, took the Capital of the Isle of Cuba from the Spaniards; nine Spanish ships of the line, spices and merchandiie to the amount of more than three millions.sterling, were the produce of this victory. .,

t Admiral Cornish and General Draper took Manilla, the Capital of the Phillippine Islands; and two British frigates took the Ilermi ne, a Spanish register ship worth a million sterling.

p 2 (While

(.While war and taxes thus exhaust us,)
Must be " the Devil or Doctor Faustus \"

u A curious thing these annals boast,
"No less than a disturbed ghost,
"Which visited Cock-Lane;
"The neighbourhood around were shock'dj
"For oh, at night, it scratch'd and knock'd,
"And knock'd and scratch'd again !"*

In seventeen hundred, sixty three, 1763.

The belligerents all agree:

And, peace once signed between those elves,

We 'gin to quarrel—with ourselves;

Great discontents are kept alive

By " Wilkes! and Number Forty Five!"

Long Wilkes disputes the hand of pow'r*

Which gives him lodgings in the Tower;

Fights, travels, writes, and treats the nation,

No doubt, with great illumination.

* Last Dying Words of the Eighteenth Century.


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