Made in Honour of, and most humbly address'd to her Grace the DUTCHESS of SOMERSET, as a grateful Acknowledgment of the Favour she did me to Her Majesty.
AS when some mighty Monarch born to sway,
Ready to fix his Coronation Day;
Renown'd by Fame a Diamond has got,
Through distant Climes with Care and hazard brought:
Whilst skilful Artists all with Wonder gaze,
Sets it in his Imperial Crown to blaze;
Which on the Day of Pomp he means to wear,
The Greatest, Noblest, and the Brightest there:
So Madam, shining in your Lofty place,
Replete with dazling Vertues is your Grace;
So gaind our Soveraign ANN, the Jewel rare,
Which having purchas'd, she resolv'd to wear:
And in her Heart, as t'other in the Crown,
Inclose a Temper found so like her own;
Grooms of the Stole, my Eyes have seen before,
But blind with Wealth, or else disguis'd with Pow'r:
Whose Opticks rais'd, nought but the Stars could see,
Too far aspiring to look down on me;
But you, whose Clemency still cleers your sight,
Could know your Suppliant, even in shades of Night:
And in few Hours a noble Action do,
That might whole Years have tir'd me to pursue;
Sacred Humility the Learn'd confess,
Beyond all Jems in a great Lay's Dress:
Small Merit Self-opinion still does guide,
The truly Great, are ever free from Pride;
This last your Grace's Character is known,
Long may you Live then to exalt Renown:
From loud Applause, to reap your Yearly due,
You, in the Gracious Soveraign blest, the Soveraign blest in you.
