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Profaning Bacchanalian solemn rites :
Music's harmonious numbers better suit

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His festivals, from instruments or voice,
Or Gasperini's hand the trembling string
Should touch; or from the dulcet Tuscan dames,
Or warbling Toft's far more melodious tongue,
Sweet symphonies should flow: the Delian god
For airy Bacchus is associate meet.

The stair's ascent now gain'd, our guide unbars The door of spacious room, and creaking chairs (To ear offensive) round the table sets. We sit; when thus his ficrid speech begins : " Name, Sirs! the wine that most invites your taste;

Champaigne, cr Burgundy, or Florence pure, Or block antique, or Lisbon new or old, " Bourdeaux, or neat French white, or Alicant." For Lourdeaux we with voice unanimous Deciare (such sympathy's in boon compeers.) He quits the room alert, but soon returns; One hand capacious glistering vessels bears Resplendent, th' other, with a grasp secure, A bottle (mighty charge! upstaid, full fraught With goodly wine. "He, with extended hand Rais'd high, pours forth the sanguine fruthy juice, O'erspread with bubbles, dissipated soon: We straight to arms repair, experienc'd chiefs : Now glasses clash with glasses (charming sound!) And glorious Anna's health, the first, the best,

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Crowns the full glass;---at her inspiring name
The sprightly wine results, and seems to smile:
With hearty zeal, and wish unanimous,
Her health we drink, and in her health our own.

A pause ensues: and now with grateful chat
W’improve the interval, and joyous mirth
Engages our rais'd souls ; pat repartee,
Or witty joke, our airy senses moves
To pleasant laughter, straight the echoing room
With universal peals and shouts resounds.

The royal Dane, blest consort of the Queen,
Next crowns the ruby'd nectar, all whose bliss
In Anna's plac'd :---with sympathetic flame,
And mutual endearments, all her joys,
Like the kind turtle's pure untainted love,
Centre in him, who shares the grateful hearts
Of loyal subjects, with his sov’reign queen;
For by his prudent care united shores'
Were say'd from hos:ile fleets' invasion dire.

The hero Marlbro'next, whose vast exploits Fame's clarion sounds; fresh laurels, triumphs new We wish, like those he won at Hockstetch's field.

Next Devonshire illustrious, who from race Of noblest patriots sprang, whose worthy soul 230 Is with each fair and virtuous gift adorn’d, That shone in his most worthy ancestors; For then distinct in separate breasts were seen Virtues distinct, but all in him unite.

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Prudent Godolphin, of the nation's weal Frugal, but free and gen'rous of his o:vn, Next crowns the bowl; with faithful Sunderland, And Halifax, the Muses' darling son, In whom conspicuous, with full lustre, shine The surest judgment and the brightest wit, 210 Himself Mecænas and a Flaccus 100:--And all the worthies of the British realın, In order rangod, succeed ; such healths a3 tinge The dulcet wine with a more charming gust.

Now each his misiress toasts, by whose bright eye He's fir'd; Cosinelia fair, or Dulcibell', Or Sylvia, com ly black, with jetty eyes Piercing, or airy Celia, sprightly maid !--Insensibly thus Ao: unnumber'd hours; Glass succeeds glass, till the Dircean god

2j0 Sbines in our eyes, and with his fulgent rays Enlightens our glad looks with lovely dye; All blithe and jolly, that like Arthur's knights Of Rotund Table, fam'd in old records, Now most we seem'd---Such is the power of Wine.

Thus we the wing'd hours in harmless mirih And joys unsully'd pass, till humid Night Has half her race perform’d; now all abroad Is hush'd and silent, nor the rumbling noise Of coach, or cart, or smoky link-boy's call, 260 Is heard---but universal silence reigns; When we in merry plight, airy and gay,

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Croins the full glass ;---at her inspiring name
The sprightly wine results, and seems to smile:
With hearty zeal, and wish unanimous,
Her health we drink, and in her health our own.
· A pause ensues: and now with grateful chat
W'improve the interval, and joyous inirth
Engages our rais'd souls ; pat repartee,
Or witty joke, our airy senses moves
To pleasant laughter, straight the echoing room
With universal peals and shouts resounds.

The royal Dane, blest consort of the Queen,
Next crowns ihe ruby'd nectar, all whose bliss
In Anna's plac'd:---with sympathetic flame,
And mutual endearments, all her joys,
Like the kind turtle's pure untainted love,
Centre in him, who shares the grateful hearts
Of loyal subjects, with his sov’reign queen;
For by his prudent care united shores'
Were say'd from hos:ile fleets' invasion dire.

The hero Marlbro' next, whose vast exploits Fame's clarion sounds; fresh laurels, triumphs new We wish, like those he won at Hocksteich’s field.

Next Devonshire illustrious, who from race
Of noblest patriots sprang, whose worthy soul
Is with each fair and virtuous gift adorn’d,
That shone in his most worthy ancestors;
For then distinct in separate breasts were seen
Virtues distinct, but all in him unite.

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Prudent Godolphin, of the nation's weal Frugal, but free and gen'rous of his o:vn, Next crowns the bowl; with faithful Sunderland, And Halifax, the Muses' darling son, In whom conspicuous, with full lustre, shine The surest judgment and the brightest wit, 240 Himself Mecænas and a Flaccus 100:--And all the worthies of the British realı, In order rang'd, succeed; such healths as tinge The dulcet wine with a more charming gust.

Now each his mistress toasts, by whose bright eye He's fir'd; Cosinelia fair, or Dulcibell', Or Sylvia, com-ly black, with jetty eyes Piercing, or airy Celia, sprightly maid !--Insensibly thus Aosv unnumber'd hours; Glass succeeds glass, till the Dircean god

230 Shines in our eyes, and with his fulgent rays Enlightens our glad looks with lovely dye; All blithe and jolly, that like Arthur's knights Of Rotund Table, fam'd in old records, Now most we seemid---Such is the power of Wine.

Thus we tlie wing'd hours in harmless minh And joys unsully'd pass, till humid Night Has half her race perform'd; now all abroad Is hush'd and silent, nor the rumbling noise Of coach, or cart, or smoky link-boy's call, 260 Is heard---but universal silence reigns; When we in merry plight, airy and gay,

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