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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B090116.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<DIV1 TYPE="poem">
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<HEAD>A &s;hort ACCOUNT OF THE Expiring Parl&mdash;m&mdash;nt.</HEAD>
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<L>SOme mighty Genius now my Brea&s;t in&s;pire</L>
<L>With &s;omething more than a Seraph<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ck Fire;</L>
<L>Bold &s;hining Thoughts into my Soul infu&s;e</L>
<L>Above the reach of ev'ry vulgar Mu&s;e.</L>
<L>They, who like me, Heroic Souls would prai&s;e,</L>
<L>Should ri&s;e above the pitch of common Lays:</L>
<L>'The noble&s;t Subjects noble&s;t Thoughts require,</L>
<L>My Subject's worthy the Angelick Quire,</L>
<L>Immortal Cherubs &s;hould their Prai&s;es &s;ing,</L>
<L>And pluck their Quills forth from an Angel's Wing.</L>
<L>How large, how &s;pacious is the glorious Scene,</L>
<L>No le&s;s than <HI>Britain</HI>'s Happine&s;s the Theme.</L>
<L>Her Re&s;cue too from tho&s;e de&s;igning <HI>Sons</HI></L>
<L>Who their fond <HI>Mother</HI> had almo&s;t undone;</L>
<L>Sought out each treacherous undermining way</L>
<L>Their <HI>Country's Freedom</HI> ba&s;ely to betray.</L>
<L>What then is to that <HI>Glorious SENATE</HI> due</L>
<L>That &s;av'd their <HI>Country</HI> and <HI>Religion</HI> too?</L>
<L>What Monuments, what Altars can we rai&s;e</L>
<L>To celebrate &s;uch God-like Hero's prai&s;e?</L>
<L>Their own immortal Acts &s;ufficient are</L>
<L>Their Fame to future Ages to declare:</L>
<L>But yet 'tis ju&s;t a grateful Sence to &s;how</L>
<L>For all the Toll for us they undergo.</L>
<L>Long had the <HI>Briti&s;h</HI> Realm, by <HI>Faction</HI> rui'd,</L>
<L>Been cheated, bubbled, ridicul'd and fool'd:</L>
<L>The Reverence &s;hould their <HI>Sovereign</HI> been &s;hown.</L>
<L>On <HI>Party Factions</HI> was be&s;tow'd alone;</L>
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To that alone the <HI>S&mdash;te</HI> Homage paid,</L>
<L>And at the gilded Shrine their <HI>Queen</HI> en&s;lav'd,</L>
<L>For <HI>Pelf</HI> their Country and their God they &s;old,</L>
<L>And <HI>Loyalty</HI> a Tribute gave to Gold.</L>
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<LG>
<L>When <HI>Britain</HI>'s Genius (tho' almo&s;t too late)</L>
<L>A&s;piring ro&s;e, by the Decrees of Fate,</L>
<L>Her much lov'd, tho' her &s;inking Realm to &s;ave,</L>
<L>She could not &s;ee <HI>Britannia</HI> be a Slave.</L>
<L>Long had &s;he found a &s;ubtle Factious Race</L>
<L>The noble Places they enjoy'd di&s;grace.</L>
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<L>At length the <HI>People</HI> &s;h' with ju&s;t Rage in&s;pir'd,</L>
<L>And ev'ry Brea&s;t with dire Re&s;entment fir'd:</L>
<L>The <HI>Subjects</HI> mourn'd their long mi&s;guided Choice,</L>
<L>And gave at length for <HI>Loyali&s;ts</HI> their Voice.</L>
<L>Nor &s;ooner had the worthy <HI>Patriots</HI> &s;ate</L>
<L>But they reviv'd the poor declining <HI>State;</HI></L>
<L>Re&s;tor'd their antient <HI>Liberty</HI> and <HI>Laws,</HI></L>
<L>Ju&s;tly a&s;&s;erting injur'd <HI>England</HI>'s Cau&s;e:</L>
<L>Examin'd why, after great Battels won,</L>
<L>The <HI>Conqueror</HI> was always mo&s;t undone?</L>
<L>Where the va&s;t Sums of Trea&s;ure were convey'd</L>
<L>Were by the injur'd People yearly paid?</L>
<L>Why the poor <HI>Soldiers</HI> were &s;o &s;hortly fed</L>
<L>When <HI>England</HI> paid &s;o many Pounds for Bread?</L>
<L>So far they &s;earch'd into the dangerous Wound</L>
<L>Ev'n the fir&s;t Cau&s;es of the Sore they found,</L>
<L>And tho' no mighty Man a Victim fell</L>
<L>To the ju&s;t Stroak of the revenging Steel,</L>
<L>'Twas Mercy, not De&s;ert, the Villains &s;av'd</L>
<L>That had their Native Realm &s;o far en&s;lav'd:</L>
<L>The <HI>Royal Goodne&s;s</HI> only &s;tept between,</L>
<L>And they were freed by their much-injur'd QUEEN.</L>
<L>This Point with ea&s;e the <HI>Loyal SENATE</HI> gains,</L>
<L>But a far greater Work there yet remains,</L>
<L>Her <HI>Freedom</HI> and her <HI>Credit</HI> to Re&s;tore,</L>
<L>And &s;atisfie tho&s;e <HI>Debts</HI> &s;he ow'd before;</L>
<L>For which to di&s;tant Realms a Fleet is &s;ent</L>
<L>To perfect the illu&s;trious Intent:</L>
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O'er the wide &s;pacious Deep, &s;ecure they ride</L>
<L>Whil&s;t their &s;harp Keels the &s;welling Waves divide;</L>
<L>The <HI>Southern</HI> World to <HI>ANNE</HI> does tribute pay,</L>
<L>And at her Feet the riche&s;t Product lay,</L>
<L>Which wi'l her Lo&s;&s;es and her Debts defray.</L>
<L>In vain do's <HI>Faction</HI> rai&s;e her &s;naky Head</L>
<L>And cur&s;e the approaching Happine&s;s &s;he dreads;</L>
<L>In vain at their wi&s;e Councils &s;he repines</L>
<L>She cannot fru&s;trate their brave De&s;igns;</L>
<L>She grins to think the wi&s;h'd-for Tim&eacute; draws near</L>
<L>Will free her from the Foes &s;he mo&s;t does fear:</L>
<L>She thinks her Empire to re-obtain,</L>
<L>And &s;way again with a Tyrannick Rein.</L>
<L>But Heav'n, who has &s;o oft its Goodne&s;s &s;hown,</L>
<L>Her Great <HI>Vicogerent</HI> will not cea&s;e to own;</L>
<L>And God, who rul'd &s;o late the Peoples Voice,</L>
<L>Will guide them to Confirm the worthy Choice.</L>
<L>For as for &s;ecret Cau&s;es Heav'n ordains</L>
<L>The <HI>Phoenix</HI> &s;hould expire in &s;picey Flames,</L>
<L>But from the A&s;hes does the Bird re&s;tore</L>
<L>With far more Vigour than &s;he had before.</L>
<L>Entomb'd &s;he lies but for a moment's &s;pace,</L>
<L>Her Funeral Pile becomes a pregnant Place:</L>
<L>The wond'rous Species do's &s;till revive,</L>
<L>And often tho' he dies, do's always live.</L>
<L>Thus tho' by Cu&s;tom this Great <HI>SENATE</HI> dies,</L>
<L>In &s;pite of <HI>Faction</HI> 'twill again ari&s;e.</L>
<L>Brave and Re&s;olv'd it will again appear,</L>
<L>Nor a <HI>declining Mini&s;try</HI> will fear:</L>
<L>True to their <HI>Country's Intere&s;t</HI> they'l move,</L>
<L>And &s;how at once their Duty and their Love;</L>
<L>VVith greater Vigour they'l again revive,</L>
<L>And in the Books of Fame for ever live;</L>
<L>And greater Ble&s;&s;ings may they &s;till po&s;&s;&eacute;&s;s,</L>
<L>Their &eacute;v'ry Act <HI>meet with</HI> de&s;ir'd <HI>Succe&s;s.</HI></L>
<L>And if <HI>Cabals</HI> or <HI>Plots</HI> their <HI>Peace</HI> annoy,</L>
<L>Short may their <HI>Trouble,</HI> la&s;ting be their <HI>Joy.</HI></L>
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<P>London: <HI>Printed by</HI> R. Newcomb <HI>in</HI> Wine-Office-Court, Fleet-&s;treet, <HI>1713.</HI></P>
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