AN HEROIC POEM ON HER HIGHNESS THE LADY ANN'S 
Daughter to the Duke of York.  Voyage into SCOTLAND: With a little Digression upon the Times.  

INgrateful England, cursed to that Degree,  
Famed for Rebellion and Inconstancy;  
All thy Possessions and Enjoyments spring  
From Monarch's Cares, yet thou'lt obey no King;  
To whose vain Humour Nothing is Delight,  
Nor Rain nor Sunshine ere can happen right;  
False and unworthy to obtain alone  
The greatest Blessing of the mildest Throne;  
Yet, being richer than I can express,  
Art justly punished with Unhappiness;  
What thou art envied for, and all adore,  
Thou throw'st away, and to thyself art poor,  
And like the Miser that abounds in Bags,  
Wallow'st in Wealth, yet lov'st to go in Rags.  
The stubborn Jews their Monarches still adored,  
They begged a King, and then obeyed their Lord;  
But stiffnecked England, just from Slavery saved,  
Forgets and longs again to be enslaved.  
Can Rebels ever be with Sceptres awed,  
Rebels that once did Sacrifice their God.  
True Heirs in Malice to the Fiends of Hell,  
Which first they practised when from Heaven they fell,  
And ever since taught Traitors to rebel.  
And now lest they should fail to reach him there,  
They stab him in his own Vicegerent here;  
For tho' they do it through a Monarch's Name,  
The Majesty of Heaven is still their Aim,  
Is it thy Nature or thy Planet's spite,  
Still to what's present to be opposite?  

Wretched be then with vain Mistrust and Fear,  
Banished the sight of the most Godlike Pair,  
And the bright Daughter of his Highness here;   
The Winds and Seas will far more faithful be,  
And Rocks and Quicksands teach Men Loyalty.  
Old Albany they now alone shall grace,  
Scotland, whence sprung th' Imperial Stewart's Race;  
Scotland that boasts a mighty Duke and Name  
Further than Parthia great Arsaces' Fame.   

PRepare you Heavens, disclose your brightest Ray,  
All Day your Marble, Night your Milky Way;  
Urania comes, the Goddess of our Isle,  
Urania, that makes every Creature Smile;  
All they were born for, and can wish for here,  
Is but to bless her, and be blest by Her.  
Ten thousand Cupid's guard her as she rides,  
And of her golden Bark surround the sides;  
Whilst Others fly aloft with Songs, and strew  
Such Flowers as on the Beds of Eden grow;  
For want of Winds, with Wings supply soft Gales,  
And with gay Plumes deck all her Virgin Sails:  
Ye frightful Storms retreat into your Cave,  
Nor leave the Ocean wrinkled with a Wave;  
There, whilst she Sails, entombed in hollow Earth,  
Lie fettered close, and groan for want of Birth;  
And Heaven and Seas strive to be most serene,  
The Azure Blue, with the smooth glassy Green.  
You Sea-Gods and you Nymphs prepare to try  
Your skills, and with a Mask delight her Eye.  
First, let the Sun send forth such kindly Heats,  
As Winter's shine, or Summer when it sets;  
No Icy, Cloudy, nor no sultry Day,  
But all like Morning, and those Mornings May:  
Then gentle Zephyr unlock all thy store,  
And send soft Breezes from the Western Shore;  
Such as Arabia Foelix has refined  
With Trees of Spice fanning the precious Wind;  
But just so much as she in State may glide;  
And safe in her Neptunian Chariot ride:  
Then thou Green God shalt wait on her above,  
As on Jove's Daughter, and the Queen of Love.  
Let thy shrill Trumpeters, the Tritons, blow,  
And summon all the Wat'ry Powers below;  
The Naiads, and Nereid's to appear,  
Let all the Subjects of the Flood draw near:  
Fair Cytheraea and her Waiters Call,  
And your Sea Nymphs, to deck this Ocean's Ball;  
Then let the lovely Mermaids come in Place,  
Each Mermaid that so dotes upon her Face;  
Till they shall see how far above their own  
Urania's is, and throw their Glasses down.  
The lesser Fry in Shoals before shall run,  
Like Clouds of Infects gathered by the Sun;  
And nimble Dolphins wantonly shall play,  
And hunt the Plain, like Spaniels in her Way.  
Next, let the great Leviathans resort,  
And not forget to make the Princess Sport;  
But at a harmless distance head the Train,  
And from their mighty Engines spout forth Rain.  

Thus in such awful Manner let it be,  
That wondering Angels may look down to see,  
And make the Show more full of Majesty.   
Thou Nereus, do this mighty Task with Care;  
As much as was in Noah's Ark, is here:  
For since that Patriarch, when the World was drowned,  
The like was never in one Vessel found.  
Her little Yatch and Squadron, as they ride,  
Swell to a Fleet and Admiral, with Pride,  
Lift up their Flags, like Pyramids, on high,  
And with their Rainbow Colours brave the Sky:  
Th' Egyptian Galleys were not half so proud,  
When Cleopatra was o'er Nilus rowed.  
Thus gentle Neptune guard her o'er your Sea,  
From faithless Albion to glad Albany;  
Commit her safely to the longing Shore,  
To her first Father's, ancient Fergu's Tower,  
There, as in Heaven, her Wishes to obtain,  
Till she return, and thou art blest again.   
FINIS.   

LONDON, Printed for R. Bently, 1681.