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Arise, then sweet Angel arise,
  A Lover dispairing relieve;
Who values a Smile from your Eyes,
  More than all the worlds Treasure can give.
      Thus let Man do,
      What he can do, can do, can do;
      Mighty Love will for ever be,
      Mighty Love will for ever be
      Potent Lord of our Liberty,
      Potent Lord of our Liberty.
      Pastorella, let Day break,
      On thy Votary pity take;
      Venus rising from out the Sea,
      Will be foil to thee:
      Charm the World then, and Ravish me,
      Charm the World and Ravish me.

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An ODE on Queen ANN.

The Words Made to an Excellent Tune of
Mr. Henry Purcell's.

SOund, Fame thy Golden Trumpet sound,
Sound, sound thy Golden Trumpet sound;
Fly from the Arches of the Firmament,
  Inspire the Muses all around:
To Sing of Peace and then disperse,
In Artful numbers and well chosen Verse;
          Great Albiona's Story,
          Great Albiona's Glory.