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Jan. 1. 1711. My LORD,

T was with the utmost Confternation I, this Day, heard Your Grace had received a Dilmission from all Your Employ. ments: And lest You should, out of the Softness which is inse

parable from Natures truly He. roick, believe this a Diminution of Your Glory, I take the Liberty to express to You, as well as I can, the Sense which Mankind has of Your Merit.

That Great Genius with which God has endowed You, was raised by Him, to give the first Notion, s'hat the Enemy was to be Conquer'd : Till You were plac'd at the Head of Armies, the Confederates seem'd contented to Thow France, That She could not overcome Europe : But it enter'd not into the Heart of Man, That the rest of Europe could Conquer France. When I have said this, My Lord, there arise in my Soul so many Instances of Your having been the Ministring Angel in the Cause of LIBERTY, that my Heart flags, as if it expe&ted the Lash of Slavery, when the Sword is taken out of His Hand, who Defended Me and All Men from it. Believe me, Immortal Sir, You have a lighter Lols in this Change of Your Condition, than any other Man in England. Your Aations have exalted You to Ba

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be the Chief of Your Species; and a continued Chain of Successes resulting from Wise Counsels, have denominated You the First of Mankind in the Age which was Bless'd with Your Birth. Enjoy what it is not in the Power of Fate it self to take froin You, the Memory of Your Past Adions. Past A&tions make-up Present Glory. It is in the Power of Mortals to be Thankless to You for Doing them; but it is not in their power to take from You, that You have Done them. It is in the Power of Man to make Your Services Ineffe&ual in Con. fequences to Your Country; but it is not in their power to make them Inglorious to Your Self. Be not therefore You concern'd; but let Us Jament, who may suffer by Your Removal. Your Glory is augmented by Compa. rison of your Merit to the Reward it meets with: But the Honour of Your Country....

It is as impossible to do You Dimonour, as to recall Yesterday: Your Character is indeli. ble in the Book of Fame: And tho' after a few Turbulent Years, it will be said of Us thereft of Maokind, They were ; it will be to the End of Time said, MARLBOROUGH Is. My Lord, You are possess'd of all the English Glósy of the whole Age in which You live; and all who shall be transmitted to Potterity, must pass down only memorable, as they have exerred themselves in Concert with You, or against You, with Endless Honour as Your Friends, Infamy as Your Enemies. The Brighteft Circumstance that can be related of the QUEEN Her Self, will be, It was SHE for whom MARLBOROUGH Conquer'd. Siuce it is Thus, My Lord, if even the Glorious Edi

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bce which Your Country decreed should be Erected to Perpetuate Your Memory, stand Unfinish'd, let it stand so a Monument of the Instability of Human Affairs. Your Glory is not chang'd, because the rest of Mankind are changeable. It is not Your Fault, that other Generals have receiv'd a Greater Reward for Escaping Your Valour, than You have for making them fly before it. ' .

Had it pleas'd God that we had lost You by Your Mortality, the Greatest Man next to You would have had the Mitigation of his Inferior Desert, that the same Age could not produce such another: But how will he do to avert the Eyes of Mankind, upon all Exigencies, from looking towards You yet living?

My Noble Lord, Be convinc'd, that you cannot be Disgrac'd; that Your Scandin Hu. man Life is Immutable; that Your Glory is as Impassive as the Fame of Him who Dy'd a Thousand Years ago. Whence is it that we thus Love You, that we thus Honour You? It is from the very Qualities, which lay You : open to the Assaults of Your Enemies. Thac Sweet Complacency, that Admirable Spirit, which is so tempered for the Arts of CommonLife, makes us lose our Wonder in Love. Is that Amiable Man, with that Easy Gesture, that Gentle Beseeching Mein, the Man Terrible in Battel, the Scourge of Tyranıs? My Lord MARLBOROUGH, do not think there are not Men who can see Your several Accomplishments, Your Excellencies that Expose You to the Pofsibility of being ill treated. We understand You too well not to see, and to thank You, that you come Home, as if You B 3

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had never heard the Acclamations of the Uni. verse. That Your Modesty and Resignation have made Your Transcendent, Your Heroick, Your God-like Virtue capable of being blended in Society with other Men. And, My Lord, do you think we can let that Virtue be Dangerous to You, which only makes Your other Qualities not Dangerous to us? Accept, O Familiar, O Amiable, O Glorious Man, the Thanks of every Generous, every Honelt Man in Great Britain. Go on in Your Easie Mein of Life, be contented we , See You, we Admire You, we Love You the more. While You are what you cannot cease to be, that Mild Virtue is Your Armour; the Shameless Ruffian that should Attempt to Sully it, would find his Force against it as Detestable, as the Strength of a Ravither in the Violation of Chastity, the Testimonies of a Perjur'd Man Confronting Truth, or Clamour drowning the Voice of lanocence.

I am,

My LORD,
Your Grateful Fellow-Subject,

and Faithful Friend,

Scoro-BRITANNUS.

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