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Our prefent joys are sweeter for past pain;
Prophetic fury rolls within my breast,
[Here a fcene reprefents the Queen, and all the triumphs of her Majefty's reign.
High on a throne appears the martial queen,
Emprefs and conqueror, hail! Thee, fates ordain O'er all the willing world fole arbitress to reign: To no one people are thy laws confin'd, Great-Britain's queen, but guardian of mankind. Sure hope of all who dire oppreffion bear, For all th' opprest become thy instant care. Nations of conqueft proud, thou tam'ft, to free; Denouncing war, prefenting liberty;
The victor to the vanquifh'd yields a prize.
-Taught by this great example to be just,
If curious to inspect the book of fate, You'd farther learn the deftin'd time and date Of Britain's glory, know, this royal dame
From Stuart's race fhall rife, ANNA fhall be her name.
N the Earl of Peterborough's happy Negotiation
of the Marriage between his Royal Highness