Sound all your Instruments & charm the earth;
Upon this Sacred day of Gloriana's Birth.
[Second Movement.]
See how the Glittering Ruler of the Day,
From the cool Bosom of the Sea,
Drives, Drives with speed away,
And does attending Planets all
To wanton Revels Call.
Who from the Starry East and West; }
To Celebrate this day make hast, }
And in new Robes of Glory drest }
Dance in a Solemn Ball,
Chorus. Hail gracious Gloriana Hail;
May every future year
Rowl on, unknown to Care;
May each propitious Morn arise
Bright as your vertue, charming as your Eyes,
And each succeeding hour new pleasures bring,
To make the Muses yearly sing:
All Hail, All Hail,
Brightest and best of Queens, all Hail.
And though the times distress, to Wars alarms
Calls the lov'd Monarch from your Arms;
Your Phœbus does to lower Spheres decline,
Only to Rise again, and with more Lustre shine.
[Third Movement.]
To quell his Countries Foes
Behold, the God-like Hero goes,
Fated and born to Conquer all,
Both the great, vulgar and the small,
To hunt the Savages from Dens: }
To teach 'em Loyalty and Sence: }
And sordid Souls of the true Faith Convince. }
But ah, I see [1]Eusebia drown'd in Tears;
The sad Eusebia mourning Wears,
- ↑ The Church.
