Great George! whofe azure emblems of renown
Are the fair gifts of Britain's crown,

Patron of my illuftrious ifle!

Thou faw'ft thy order late expreft

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With added brightness on Devonia's breaft ; Meet the companion knight, and own him with a smile.

DUETTO FOR BRITANNIA

AND AUGUSTA.

BRIT. To fhade his peaceful grave,
Let growing palms extend!

AUG. To grace his peaceful grave,
Let hovering Loves attend!

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BRIT. And wakeful Fame defend,
AUG. And grateful Truth commend,
BOTH. The generous and the brave!

AUGUSTA.

RECITATIVE.

Now shall Augufta's fons their fkill impart,
And fummon the dumb fifter art,

In marble life to show,

What the patriot was below.

Here, let a weeping Cupid stand,

And wound himself with his own dart;

There place the ducal crown, the fword, the wand, The mark of Anna's trust and his command.

AIR.

Lofty birth and honours fhining,
Bring a light on noble minds.
Every courtly grace combining,
Every generous action joining,

With eternal laurel binds.
Lofty birth and honours fhining,
Bring a light on noble minds.

BRITANNI A.

RECITATIVE.

Behold fair Liberty attend,

And in Devonia's lofs bewail a friend.

See! o'er his tomb perpetual lamps fhe lights,

Then, on his urn the goddess writes:

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"Preferve, O urn! his filent duft,
"Who faithful did obey
"Princes like Anna good and just,
"Yet fcorn'd his freedom to betray;
"And, hated by all tyrants, chofe
"The glory to have fuch his foes."

AUGUSTA.

RECITATIVE.

Genius of Britain! give thy forrows o'er.
A grateful tribute thou haft paid
To thy Devonia's noble shade;

Now, vainly weep the dead no more!
For fee the duke and patriot ftill furvives,
And in his Great Succeffor lives.

BRITANNI A.

RECITATIVE.

I own the new arising light,

I fee paternal grandeur shine,
Defcending, through th' illuftrious line,
In the fame royal favours bright.

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Laft DUETTO, with all the inftruments.
BRIT. Gently smooth thy flight, O time!
AUG. Smoothly wing thy flight, O time!
BOTH. And as thou flying growest old,

Still this happy race behold
In Britannia's court fublime.

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BRIT. Lead along their fmiling hours;
AUG. Long produce their smiling hours;
BOTH. Bleft by all aufpicious powers.
BRIT. Gently smooth thy flight, O time!
AUG. Smoothly wing thy flight, O time!
BOTH. And as thou flying growest old,

Still this happy race behold
In Britannia's court fublime.

EPILOGUE

Spoken by Mr. MILLS,

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At the Queen's Theatre, on his Benefit-Night, February 16, 1709; a little before the Duke of Marlborough's going for Holland.

WHETHER our ftage all others does excell

In ftrength of wit, we'll not presume to tell:
But this, with noble, conscious pride, we'll fay,
No Theatre fuch glories can display ;

Such worth confpicuous, beauty fo divine,
As in one British audience mingled fhine.
Who can, without amazement, turn his fight,
And mark the awful circle here to-night?
Warriors, with ever-living laurels, brought
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Here fit; whofe matchless story shall adorn
Scenes yet unwrit, and charm e'en ages yet unborn.
Yet who would not expect fuch martial fire,
That fees what eyes thofe gallant deeds inspire ?

Valour and Beauty still were Britain's claim,
Both are her great prerogatives of Fame;

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By both the Muses live, from both they catch their flame.

Then as by you, in solid glory bright,

Our envy'd ifle through Europe fpreads her light,
And rifing honours every year fuftain,

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And mark the golden track of Anne's diftinguish'd

reign;

So, by your presence here, we'll fstrive to raise

To nobler heights our action and our plays;
And Poets from your favours fhall derive
That immortality they boaft to give.

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WRITTEN IN A WINDOW

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eye

of day,

caft your

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ray,

As through this glafs you
And view with nuptial joys two brothers biest,
And fee us celebrate the genial feast,

Confefs that, in your progrefs round the sphere,
You've found the happiest youths and brightest beau-

ties here.

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