And triumph in the Profligates Applause. And bug the Horrors of a Victor's Chain. Inflicted here; fince, here, Their Beings end: By Moft, or All) thefe Truths political Serve more than publick Ends: This Creed of States, Seconds, and, irrefiftibly, fupports, The CHRISTIAN Creed. Are you furpriz'd?-Attend ; And on the Statefman's build a nobler Name. THIS punctual Juftice exercis'd on States, Or, rather, Demonftration, to fupport Our feeble Faith "That They, who States compofe, "That Men, who stand not bounded by the Grave, “Shall meet like Measure at their proper Hour?” For GOD is equal; fimilarly deals With States, and Perfons; or He were not GOD; A Patron fure of universal Right. What, then, fhall rescue an abandon'd Man THUS (what might feem a daring Paradox) True Masters there, are better Scholars here. NOR is Divinity ungrateful found. As Politics advance Divinity; Thus, in Return, Divinity promotes True Politics, and crowns the Statesman's Praise. And Statesmen found but Shoots of boneft Men. This, and the next World, view'd with fuch an Eye, Juft, Juft, as to States; defective, as to Men: How comes it, then, to pass, with most on Earth, In Danger, He; nor is the Nation safe; WHAT hence refults? A Truth, that should refound For ever awful in BRITANNIA's Ear: "Religion crowns the Statesman, and the Man; "Sole Source of public, and of private, Peace." This Truth all Men must own; and, therefore, will; And praife, and preach it, too :-And, when That's done, Their Compliment is paid, and 'tis forgot. What Highland Pole-ax half fo deep can wound? Guilt only ftartles at the Name of Guilt; PRAISE, and immortal Praise, is Virtue's Claim ;, And Virtue's Sphere is Action: Yet we grant. Some Merit to the Trumpet's loud Alarm, Whose Clangor kindles Cowards into Men. Nor fhall the Verfe (perhaps) be quite forgot,, Which talks of Immortality; and bids, In every British Breaft, true Glory rife, As, now, the warbling Lark awakes the Morn. To clofe, my Lord! with That which All fhould: clofe, And All begin, and strike us every Hour, 'Tho' no War wak'd us, no black Tempest frown'd:- Sole Day, worth His Regard,, whom Heav'n ordains, From the Sun's Death, and every Planet's Fall, His All-illuftrious, and Eternal, Year; Where Statesmen, and their Monarchs, (Names of Awe, And Distance, Here!) fhall rank with Common Men; Yet own their Glory never dawn'd before. October, 1745 FIN I S SEP CATALOGUE of Books printed for PETER WILSON, Bookfeller in DameStreet. T HE SPECTATOR, in 8 Volumes r2mo. To which is added, a Tranflation of the Mottoes to each Volume. N. B. Odd Volumes may be had separate, to compleat Sets. The Ninth Volume of the Spectator, 12mo. The INDEPENDENT WHIG: or, a Defence of Primitive Christianity, and of our Ecclefiaftical Establishment, against the exorbitant Claims and Encroachments of Fanatical, and Difaffected Clergymen. Ir 2. Volumes, 12mo. With large Additions and Amendments, and including the 3 Vols. of the London Edition.- -N. B. The Second Volume may be had feparate. The Dramatic Works of Mr. William Congreve. Containing The Old Batchelor, The Way of the World, Love for Love, The Mourning Bride, and Double Dealer, 12m0. The Works of Mr. William Wicherley. Containing The Plain Dealer, The Gentleman Dancing-Mafter, Love in a Wood, and the Country Wife, 12mo. The Mottoes of the SPECTATOR. Tranflated into English, 12mo. The TALES and FABLES of the late Archbishop of Cambray, Author of Telemachus. Written originally for the Inftruction of the Duke of Burgundy, afterwards Dauphin of France, and Father to LEWIS XV. and now published for the Use of Schools. To which is prefixed a curious Relation of the Method observed in training up the young Prince, even from his Infancy, to Virtue and Learning. Tranflated from the French, By Nathaniel Gifford, Gent. 12mo. The |