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| (xi) And fhew that Gofpellers fometimes may fat. In Waters bred they Fzundations drew, ; And load all Nations with a Delyge too. Happy, then happy, muft our Ifland be, Yet theſe our wiſe, miſtaken, Croud defire, And all, that from Beyond-Sea come, admire, To our Fine Ladies Parès thus unlades Its Ribbons, Footmen, and its Chambet-maids, The French indeed have often broke the Peace, But Fafhions. ahd Romance do plague ts Lefs. For no Man now fecurely lives àt Home, The Zurks and Dutch invade our Chriftendom. In Native-Soil their Dulnefs fafe may reit, But why fhould they theirNeighbours thus infeft? To Helland, Grorivs by Miftake was fent $ Sure, that Man, Nature for our Exgland meant. Their Worlds inal Things fill muft us obey, As Lords and Sovereigns, by Land and Sea. De Wir, Trump, Rryter, eañely were beat ; y: Their Ships from ours do nat’rally retreat, C Lrafmus only is unconquer’d yet. That Name alone (worthy ite Noblet Mufe) Does from Difgrace and utmoft Scorn excufe. His Youthful, Merry Stile attones for all Their Clumfinefs, a Sin that’s National In Comick Drefs he gravely preaches Senfe, Dire&s, and jeers. and chides his Audience. Like the Sun-beams which on deep Waters play. Henceforth, I all laborious Trifles flight, Thy Works can teach to talk, and how towrite. Ceafe then, ye Sots, that us in fpight of Fate, Py damn’d Buffoonery, would imitate. 1 Cb) You
