A Royal Ode by Mr. D’Urfey; Congratulating the Happy Accession to the Crown, and Coronation of our most Gracious Sovereign Lady Queen ANNE. The Words in Imitation of the foregoing Song, and fitted to some Strains of the same Ground.
[notated melody for four strains]
First Strain.
MArs now is Arming,
The War comes on Storming;
All Europe is viewing,
What England is doing;
The slighted (1) Memorial,
In France and th’ Escurial,
Has balk’d (2) Gallick Nero,
And Porto (3) Carrero;
Brittains cease-weeping,
For (4) Pan that lyes sleeping;
Tho’ Jove us denies him,
Yet (5) Pallas supplyes him.
Then Sing out yet Muses,
What Phoebus infuses;
Divine is the occasion,
Queen Anne’s Coronation.
Second Strain.
Pair your Hearts and joyn,
For now the rightful Line;
Has left you no Excuse,
For Jarring or abuse;
The thought of Right and Wrong,
That plagu’d ye all so long;
No more be now let in,
To raise the Sennates Spleen;
Nor simple Fewds let grow,
’Twixt the High-Church and the Low;
But all resolve to go,
To One at least for show;
And then made happy so,
Direct your Angers blow,
Against the Common Foe.
Third Strain.
Divine Glorianna,
Now Rules the glad Nation;
Mild Prudent and Pious,
Without Affectation;
Sence Justice and Pitty,
Her life still renewing;
And Queen of all hearts,
E’er the Pageant of Crowning:
Fourth Strain.
All the Radiant court of Heaven have blest Her,
Bright Astrea leaves the Sky to assist Her;
Whilst on her from all,
Revolves the Sacred praise,
Of fam’d Eliza’s Days.
Sing then ye Muses,
What Phoebus infuses;
Divine is the Occasion,
Queen Anne’s Coronation.
This Cho. may be sung to Ground-Bass.
(1) The French Memorial.
(2) The French K[ing].
(3) The new K[ing] of Spain’s cheif Minister.
(4) King William.
(5) Queen Anne.
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