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 PEOPLE of ENGLAND. 1758. 
 
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 By WILLIAM WHITEHEAD, Efcy 
 
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 PEOPLE of ENGLAND. 1758, 
 
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 BRITONS, roufe to deeds of Death !- 
 Wafte not zeal in idle breath, 
 Nor lofe the harveft of your Swords 
 In a Civil- War of Words ! 
 
 Wherefore teems die lhamelefs prefs 
 With labour'd births of Emptineis ? 
 Reasnings, which no fa&s produce, 
 Eloquence, that murders ufej 
 
 
 Ill-tim'd
 
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 Hl-tim'd Humour ', that beguiles 
 Weeping Ideots of their Smiles. 
 Wit, that knows but to defame, 
 And Satire, that profanes the Name. 
 
 Let th' undaunted Grecian teach 
 The ufe and dignity of Speech, 
 At whole Thunders nobly thrown 
 Shrunk the MAN of MACEDON. 
 If the Storm of Words mnfl rife, 
 Let it blaft our Enemies. 
 Sure and nervous be it h\irl J d, 
 On the PHILIPS , of the World. 
 
 Learn not vainly to defpife 
 (Proud of EDWARD'S Victories !) 
 Warriors weclg'd in firm array, 
 And Navies powerful to difplay 
 Their woven wings to every wind, 
 And leave the panting foe behind. 
 
 Give
 
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 Give to France the honors due, 
 France has Chiefs and Statefinen too. 
 Breafts which patriot paflions feel, 
 Lovers of the Common-weal. 
 And when fiich the foes we brave, 
 Whether on the land or wave, 
 Greater is the pride of War, t<ri 
 And the conqueft nobler far. 
 
 Agincourt and CreJJy long 
 Have flourifh'd in immortal Song ; 
 And lifping babes afpire to praife 
 The wonders of ELIZA'S days. 
 And what elfe of late renown 
 Has added wreaths to Britain 's crown ; 
 Whether on th' impetuous Rhine 
 She bade her harnefs'd Warriors fhine, 
 Or (hatch'd the dangerous palm of Praiie 
 Where the Sambre meets the Maefe -,
 
 Or Danube rolls his watry train ; 
 Or the yellow-treffcd Mayne 
 Thro J Dettingeris immortal vale. 
 Ev'n Fontenoy could tell a tale > 
 Might modeft worth ingenuous fpeak, 
 To raife a blufh on Victory's cheek ; 
 And bid the Vanquilh'd wreaths diipiay 
 Great as on Culloderis day,. 
 
 But Glory which afpires to laft 
 Leans not meanly on the paft. 
 Tis the prefent Now demands 
 Eritifh hearts, and Britijh hands. 
 Curft be he, the willing Slave, . 
 Who doubts, who lingers to be brave* 
 Curft the Coward tongues that dare 
 Breathe one accent of defpair, 
 Cold as Winter's icy hand 
 To chill the Genius of the land. 
 
 Chiefly
 
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 Chiefly you, who ride the deep 
 
 And bid our thunders wake or fleep 
 As Pity pleads, or Glory calls--- 
 Monarchs of our wooden Walls ! 
 Midft your mingling Seas and Skies 
 Rife ye BLAKES, ye RALEIGHS rife! 
 Let the fordid luft of gain ;;W. tn< 
 Be banifh'd from the liberal Main. 
 He who ftrikes the generous blow 
 Aims it at the public foe; J moil 
 Let Glory be the guiding ftar, } ; 
 Wealth and Honours follow her. 
 
 See ! fhe fpreads her luftre wide 
 O'er the vaft Atlantic tide ! 
 
 Conftant as the folar ray 
 
 " 
 
 Points the path, and leads the way ! 
 Other Worlds demand your care, 
 Other Worlds to Britain dear j 
 
 Where
 
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 Where the foe infidious roves 
 
 O'er headlong dreams, and pathlefs groves ; 
 And Juftice' fimpler laws confounds 
 
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 With imaginary bounds. 
 
 If prote&ed Commerce keep 
 Her tenor o'er yon heaving deep,. \r 
 What have We from War to fear ? 
 Commerce fteels the nerves of War ; 
 Heals the havoc Rapine makes, !;-ift 
 
 And new ftrength from Conqueft takes. ; ji erniA 
 
 Nor lefi at home O deign to fmile^ 
 Goddefs of Britannia's Ifle ! 
 THOU, that from her rocks ftrvey'ft 
 Her boundlefe realms the watry wafte ; JLiv ; 
 THOU, that rov'ft the hill and mead '; gu JiisJlnoO 
 Where her flocks, and heifers feed ; { r] 
 THOU, that chear'ft th' induftrious Swain. jW *i3fl:fO 
 While he ftrows the pregnant grain )hoW 'i^rljO 
 
 THOU,
 
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 THOU, that hear y ft his carolPd vows 
 When th' expanded Barn o'erflows ; 
 THOU, the Bulwark of our Caufe, 
 THOU, the Guardian of our Laws, 
 
 Sweet LIBERTY ! O deign to finile 
 
 Goddefs of Britannia $ Ifle! 
 If to us indulgent Heaven 
 Nobler Seeds of Strength has given, 
 Nobler fhould the produce be ; 
 Brave, yet gen'rous, are the Free. 
 Come then, all thy powers diffuie* 
 Goddefs of extended views 1 
 Every breaft which feels thy flames 
 Shall kindle into martial fame, 
 'Till Shame fhall make the Coward bold 
 And Indolence her arms unfold. 
 Ev'n Avarice fhall proteft his hoard, 
 And the Plough-fhare gleam a Sword* 
 
 B Goddels,
 
 Goddefs, all thy powers diffufe ! 
 
 And thou Genuine BRITISH MUSE, 
 Nurs'd amidft the Druids old 
 Where Devas wizard waters roll'd, 
 THOU, that bear'ft the golden key 
 To unlock Eternity, 
 
 Summon thy poetic guard 
 
 Britain ftill has many a Bard, 
 Whom, when Time and Death fhall join 
 T' expand the ore, and ftamp the coin, 
 Late Pofterity lhall own 
 
 Lineal to the Mufe's throne 
 
 Bid them leave th' inglorious theme 
 Of fabled fhade, or haunted ftream. 
 In the daiiy painted mead 
 'Tis to Peace we tune the reed ; 
 But when Waf% tremendous roar 
 Shakes the Ifle from Shore to Shore, 
 
 Every
 
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 Every Bard of purer fire 
 
 STyr/tf&r-Hke fhould grafp the Lyre ; 
 
 Wake with verfe the hardy deed, 
 
 Or in the generous Strife like * SYDNEY bleed. 
 
 * Sir PHILIP SYDNEY, mortally wounded in an A&ion near Zutphen, in 
 Gelderland. 
 
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