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She saw her sons with purple deaths expire, 321
Her sacred domes involv’d in rolling fire,
A dreadful series of intestine wars,
Inglorious triumphs and dishonest scars, 324
At length great Anna faid---“ Let Discord cease!"
She said, the world obey'd, arid all was Peace!
In that blest moment from his
Old father Thames advanc'd his rev'rend head.
His tresses drop'd with dews, and o'er the stream
His shining horns diffus'd a golden gleam: '330
Grav'd on his urn appear'd the moon, that guides
His swelling waters, and alternate tides;
The figur'd streams in waves of silver roll'd,
And on her banks Augusta rose in gold.
VER. 325. Thus in the MS.
Till Anna rose and bade the Furies cease;
Let there be peace---she said, and all was Peace.
Between Verse 328 and 329, originally stood these lines,
From shore to shore exulting shouts he heard,
O'er all his banks a lambent light appear'd,
With sparkling Aames heav'n's glowing concave shone,
Fictitious stars, and glories not her own.
He saw, and gently rose above the stream;
His shining horns diffuse a golden gleam:
With pearl and gold his tow'ry front was drest,
The tributes of the distant East and West. P.
Around his throne the sea-born brothers stood, 335
Who swell with tributary urns his flood!
First the fam'd authors of his ancient name,
The winding Isis and the fruitful Tame:
The Kennet swift, for silver eels renown'd; 339
The Loddon flow, with verdant alders crown'd;
Cole, whose dark streams his flow'ry islands lave;
And chalky Wey, that rolls a milky wave:
The blue, transparent Vandalis appears;
The gulphy Lee his sedgy tresses rears;
And sullen Mole, that hides his diving flood; 345
And silent Darent, stain'd with Danish blood.
High in the midst, upon his urn reclin'd,
(His sea-green mantle waving with the wind)
The God appear'd: he turn’d his azure eyes 349
Where Windsor-domes and pompous turrets rise;
Then bow'd and spoke; the winds forget to roar,
And the hush'd waves glide softly to the shore.
Hail, facred Peace ! hail long-expected days, That Thames's glory to the stars Thall raise! 354 Tho' Tyber's streams immortal Rome behold, Tho' foaming Hermus swells with tides of gold, From heav'n itself tho' fev'n-fold Nilus flows, And harvests on a hundred realms bestows;
These now no more shall be the Muse's themes,
Lost in my fame, as in the sea their streams. 360
Let Volga's banks with iron squadrons shine,
And groves of lances glitter on the Rhine,
Let barb'rous Ganges arm a servile train ;
Be mine the blessings of a peaceful reign.
No more my sons shall die with British blood 365
Red Iber's sands, or Ister's foaming flood:
Safe on my shore each unmolested fwain
Shall tend the flocks, or reap the bearded grain;
The shady empire shall retain no trace
Of war or blood, but in the fylvan chace; 370
The trumpet fleep, while chearful horns are blown,
And arms employ'd on birds and beasts alone.
Behold! th' ascending Villa's on my side,
Project long shadows o'er the crystal tide,
Behold! Augusta's glitt'ring spires increase, 375
And Temples rise, the beauteous works of Peace.
Ver. 361. Originally thus in the MS.
Let Venice boast her Tow'rs amidst the Main,
Where the rough Adrian swells and roars in vain ;
Here not a Town, but spacious Realm shall have
A fure foundation on the rolling wave.
REMARKS. VER. 376. And Temples rise,] The fifty new Churches. P.
I see, I fee, where two fair cities bend
Their ample bow, a new Whitehall ascend !
There mighty Nations shall enquire their doom,
The World's great Oracle in times to come; 380
There Kings 1hall sue, and suppliant States be seen
Once more to bend before a British QUEEN.
Thy trees, fair Windsor! now shall leave their
And half thy forests rush into thy floods,
Bear Britain's thunder, and her Cross display, 385
To the bright regions of the rising day;
Tempt icy seas, where scarce the waters roll,
Where clearer flames glow round the frozen Pole;
Ver. 383, etc. were originally thus,
Now Thall our fleets the bloody Cross display
To the rich regions of the rising day,
Or those green isles, where headlong Titan steeps
His hissing axle in th’Atlantic deeps :
Tempt icy seas, etc. P.
REMARKS. Ver. 388. Where clearer flames glow round the frozen Pole.] The Poet is here recommending the advantages of commerce, and therefore the extremities of heat and cold are not represented in a forbidding manner: as again,
Or under southern skies exalt their fails,
Led by new stars, and borne by spicy gales. But in the Dunciad, where the mischief of Dulness is described, they are painted in all their inclemencies,
See round the Poles, where keener spangles shine,
Where spices smoke beneath the burning line. Vol. I.
These now 18
Lost in my fa nder fouthern skies exalt their fails,
Let Volga's be new stars, and borne by spicy gales! 390
groves of je balm shall bleed, and amber flow, Let barb'rous (dden, and the ruby glow,
U its lucid globe infold, Be mine the ble
m the rip’ning ore to gold. 394 No more my for
9, when free as seas or wind Red Iber's sands,
all flow for all mankind, Safe on my shore
each swelling tide, Shall tend the floc
they divide; The shady empire,285 hall behold, 399 Of war or blood, bu
seek the old. The trumpet sleep, wits roll,
And arms employ'd sisenen Polen
Project long shadows ask öisering
Behold! Augusta's gli
And Temples rise,
was glow round the frozen Pole.
the advantages of commerce, 1.S
heat and cold are not representwells pacious e rolling a
VER. 361. Or
ngles shine vurning line,