O Stanhope! great in Council, and in Fight,
Whom the first Scenes of publick Life delight,
In Fields of Death to meet the dreadful Blow,
Or watch at Home the false, complotting Foe;
Disdain not on much humbler Arts to shine,
And make the Growth of either Lawrel Thine;

Fatigu'd and loaden with important Cares,
Amidst the Hurry of the World's Affairs,
Lend a few Moments to the youthful Muse,
Charm'd with thy Name, and struck with glorious Views;
Hear what in faithful, daring Verse she sings,
The Fate of Armies, and the League of Kings;
Proud Scenes! in which You act the shining part,
And exercise the Greatness of Your Heart.

To You, the Subject of all grateful Tongues,
To You, my Lord, the deathless Praise belongs;
That Liberty, like the impartial Sun,
(A Labour which great William first begun)
Sheds its kind Rays diffusively on All,
And the strong Pillars of Oppression fall.

Immortal Deed! the Christian Slave made free,
Lifts up his thankful Heart to Heav'n and Thee;
Empires and Nations on thy Counsels wait,
And Brunswick to thy Wisdom trusts his Fate.

What lengthen'd Views of Liberty appear!
How fraught with Blessings is the rising Year!
I see, in the remotest Times to come,
A People rescued from the Chains of Rome;
I see the Tyrants of the World at Peace,
And the destructive Rage of Battle cease,
The Pow'rs of Europe in one League combin'd,
And Brunswick the Dictator of Mankind.

Let the base earth--born Jacobite revile
Thee, the great second Raleigh of our slle,

Let Him illustrious Craggs and Bing arraign,
Two brave Disturbers of the Pow'r of Spain,
Let Him rail on, when His Church--Anger flames,
Driv'n to the last poor Shift of calling Names:
Swol'n with Revenge, and raging with Controul,
He vents in Wrath his Impotence of Soul;
Damns the Successes of his Native Land,
And lifts against his Prince his faithless Hand.

But Malice hurts not Thy impassive Fame,
Thro' Noise and Madness breaks Thy glorious Name;
Stars, as the nearer they approach the Skies,
Diminish to the Stretch of Mortal Eyes,
The Patriot ever is with Envy curst,
And each Best Man is hated by the Worst.