XIII.

Trade barb'rous lands can polish fair,

Make earth well worth the wise man's care,
Call forth her forests, charm them into fleets;
Can make one house of human race,

Can bid the distant poles embrace;

Her's ev'ry sun; and India India meets.

XIV.

Trade monarchs crowns, and arts imports,
What beauty feeds with laurel courts;

Trade gives fair Virtue fairer still to shine,
Enacts those guards of gain, the laws,
Exalts ev'n Freedom's glorious cause:
Trade, warn'd by Tyre, O make religion thine!

XV.

You lend each other mutual aid;

Why is Heav'n's smile in wealth convey'd?
Not to place vice, but virtues, in our pow'r.
Pleasure declin'd is luxury,

Boundless in time and in degree;

Pleasure enjoy'd, the tumult of an hour.

XVI.

False joy's a discomposing thing,

That jars on Nature's trembling string,
Tempests the spirits, and untunes the frame:

True joy the sunshine of the soul,

A bright serene that calms the whole,

Which they never knew whom other joys inflame.

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Merchant! religion is the care

To grow as rich---as angels are;

To know false coin from true; to sweep the main. The mighty stake secure, beyond

The strongest tie of field or fund.

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Commerce gives gold, religion makes it gain.

XVIII.

Join then religion to thy store,

Or India's mines will make thee poor.
Greater than Tyre! O bear a nobler mind,
Sea-sovereign Isle! proud War decline,
Trade patronize! What glory thine,
Ardent to bless, who could subdue, mankind?

XIX.

Rich Commerce ply, with warmth divine,
By day, by night; the stars are thine:
Wear out the stars in Trade! eternal run,
From age to age, the noble glow,

A rage to gain and to bestow:

While ages last! in Trade burn out the sun.

XX.

Trade, Britain's all, our sires sent down,

With toil, blood, treasure, ages won:

This Edgar great bequeath'd; this Edward bold,

Let Forbisher's, let Raleigh's fire!

Olet Columbus' shade inspire!

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Columbus! scarce inferior fame

For thee to find, than Heav'n to frame,

That womb of gold and gem:* her wide domain
An universe! her rivers seas!

Her fruits, both men and gods to please!
Heav'n's fairest birth! and but for thee in vain.

XXII.

World still unknown deep shadows wrap;

Call wonders forth from Nature's lap;
New glory, pour on her eternal sire:
O noble search! O glorious care!
Are you not Briton's? why despair?

New worlds are due to such a godlike sire.

XXIII.

Swear by the great Eliza's soul,

That trade as long as waters roll:

Ah! no; the gods chastise my rash decree:

By great Eliza do not swear:

For thee, O George! the gods declare,

And thou for them! late time shall swear by thee,

Truth, bright as stars, with thee prevails;

Full be thy fame as swelling sails;

Constant as tides thy mind; as masts elate;
Thy justice an unerring helm,

To steer Britannia's fickle realm;

Thy num'rous ráce sure anchor of her state.

* Vid. Descriptions of America.

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BRITANNIA's state what bounds confine! (Of rising thought! O golden mine!)

Mountains, Alps, streams, gulfs, oceans, set no bound; She sallies till she strikes the star;

Expanding wide, and launching far

As wind can fly, or rolling wave resound.

Small Isle for Cæsars, for the son
Of Jove, who burst from Macedon,
For gorgeous Easterns blazing o'er mankind,
Then when they call'd the world their own,
Not equal fame from fable shown:

They rose to gods in half thy sphere confin'd.

Here no demand for Fancy's wing;

Plain Truth's illustrious: as I sing,

O hear yon' spangled harp repeat my lay!
Yon' starry lyre has caught the sound,

And spreads it to the planets round,

Who best can tell where ends Britannia's sway.

IV.

The skies (fair printed page!) unfold

The naval fame of heroes old!

As in a mirror shew th' advent'rous throng:
The deeds of Grecian mariners

Are read by gods, are writ in stars,

A noble verse that shall endure as long.

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The skies are records of the main;
Thence Argo listens to my strain:
Chiron, for song renown'd, his noble rage
For naval fame and song renews,

As Britain's fame he hears and views;
Chiron, the Shovel of a former age.

VI.

The Whale (for late I sung his praise)
Pours grateful lustre on my lays.

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How smiles Arion's friend with partial beams?
Eridanus would flatter too,

But jealousies his smiles subdue;

He fears a British rival in the Thames.

In pride the Lion lifts his mane,

To see his British brothers reign

As stars below: the Balance, George! from thine, Which weighs the nations, learns to weigh

More accurate the night and day;

From thy fair daughters Virgo learns to shine.

VIII.

Of Britain's court, ye lesser Lights!

How could the wise man gaze whole nights
On Richmond's eye, on Berenice's air?
But, oh! you practice shameful arts;
Your own retain, seize others' hearts.

Pirates, not Merchants, are the British fair,

* The Dolphin.

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