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Two congratulatory poems to Their Most Sacred Majesties the first, occasioned on the universal hopes of all loyal persons for a Prince of Wales : the second, on the happy birth of the Prince / by Mrs. A. Behn.
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Behn, Aphra, 1640-1689.
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Wing B1771; ESTC R28911
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Two Congratulatory POEMS TO THEIR Most Sacred Majesties THE FIRST Occasioned on the Universal Hopes of all Loyal Persons for a PRINCE of WALES THE SECOND On the Happy BIRTH of the PRINCE By Mrs. A. BEHN The Second Edition LONDON Printed for Will. Canning at his Shop in the Temple-Cloysters 1688. A CONGRATULATORY POEM TO HER MOST Sacred Majesty c. THE Mighty BLESSING is at last arriv'd Heav'n has at last the Wond'rous WORK atchiev'd Long did th' ALMIGHTY pause and long debate For MONARCHS are not fashion'd at a Heat So the first Nations that were bless'd by Heaven Had the Eternal WORD by Promise given The Faithful did the Coming GOD believe And ev'n that Faith alone had Pow'r to save If Gods we may with Humane Things compare For Gods and Kings ally'd most nearly are This is the Second Birth the World e'er knew So long Expected so much Wanted too Like the first sacred Infant this will come With Promise laden from the Blessed Womb To call the wand'ring scatter'd Nations home Adoring PRINCES shall arrive from far Inform'd by ANGELS guided by his Star The New-born Wonder to behold and greet And Kings shall offer Incense at his Feet Hail Royal BOY whose Coming is design'd To calm the Murmurs of all Humane Kind On thy great Birth Depending Monarchs wait From thee the Vniverse expects its Fate This glorious PROSPECT like the sacred Law Stints factious Crouds and keeps the World in awe Breaks their consulted Measures and o'erthrows All the Designs aspiring STATES propose Arrests the Wheel in spight of Fortune's Hand And leaves the World 's vast Bus'ness at a Stand. And you bless'd QVEEN to whom ALL HAIL belongs From Angels rather than from Mortal Tongues Whose Charms of Beauty Wit and Vertue join'd To chuse you Second Bless'd of Woman-kind ALL HAIL O Sacred VESSEL fraught with England's STORE A PRIZE more valu'd ATLAS never bore Guard safe our TREASVRE to the wish'd for Shore And you Immortal Pow'rs who have begun Your Noblest FABRICK let your WORK go on The Royal YOVTH with all those Charms adorn The World adores in his bright MOTHER'S Form His Soul by his Illustrious SIRES compleat All Hero all Resolv'd Divinely Great Where are ye O ye once officious NINE That on a Theam so glorious and sublime Your Voices are not turn'd to noblest Song But Oh! your Lutes are on the Willows hung Your lov'd BRITANIA listens now no more MARS frights her from the soft Castalian Shore Upon whose Banks beneath your Shades each Day The ravish'd Nymph charm'd with your Numbers lay But from your Groves the fickle Maid is gone And all your boasted Harmony 's undone But once more tune your Lutes and Voices high Your tenderest Strains and noblest Numbers try Raise those dejected Eyes in Sorrow dress'd And view the PROSPECT of the dawning East A young APOLLO rising from the Gloom Dress'd in his Father's brightest Rays shall come Dispersing all the baneful Mists of Night And bless the Earth with New created LIGHT Make all the Face of Nature sweet and gay Revive her Birth and triumph o'er the Day Beneath his Feet Eternal Spring shall spread And blossom from the Lustre round his Head. He the faint Muses shall a-new inspire And from his Beams kindle their useful Fire His Right Hand Crowns his Left shall Lawrels give And POETS shall by Patron-PRINCES live On all shall scatter Plenty Joy and Peace Unite the World and make Dissention cease And you Dread Monarch ne'er to be confin'd In any glorious Act you have design'd Who like wise Heaven need but decree alone And with the Thought the mighty Task is done Who for a stubborn Nation 's Glory toil And court her to be Great against her Will. When you esteem'd her worth your Royal Care You gave her this last Blessing of an HEIR O happy KING to whom a Son is born What more can Fortune Heaven and You perform Behold with Joy three prostrate Nations come ALBION HIBERNIA and old CALEDON Now join their Int'rests and no more dispute With sawcy Murmurs who is Absolute Since from the Wonders of your Life 't is plain You will you shall and must for ever Reign FINIS A Congratulatory POEM TO THE King's Most Sacred Majesty ON THE HAPPY BIRTH OF THE PRINCE of WALES By Mrs. A. BEHN The Second Edition LONDON Printed for Will. Canning at his Shop in the Temple-Cloysters 1688. A CONGRATULATORY POEM TO THE King's Most Sacred Majesty c. JOY to the Greatest MONARCH of the Earth As many Joys as this Illustrious BIRTH Has Elevated Hearts As Endless too As are the VOWS we Offer up for You. Oh Happy KING to whom a SON is Born What more cou'd Heaven for this B ss'd Land perform Long with Prophetick Fire Resolv'd and Bold Your Glorious FATE and FORTVNE I foretold I saw the Stars that did attend Your REIGN And how they Triumph'd o'er Great Charles's Wain Far off I saw this HAPPY DAY Appear This Jubilee not known this Fifty Year This Day fore told Great SIR that gives you more Than even Your Glorious Virtues did before No MONARCH's Birth was ever Usher'd in With Signs so Fortunate as this has been The Holy Trinity his BIRTH-DAY claims Who to the World their best Lov'd Blessing sends Guarded he comes in Triumph over FATE And all the Shining HOST around him wait Angels and Saints that do his Train Adorn In Hallelujahs Sing A KING IS BORN Blest MARGARET Scotlands Royal Saint and Queen The last Great Branch of all the Saxon Line Waits on this HAPPY BIRTH and does Declare He in her Right to Saxons is the HEIR â—n the Fam'd Room by happy Fate brought forth Where Two Illustrious KINGS receiv'd their Birth The LESSONS for This Day by Chance Divine Appear'd as they were Order'd by Design The First the Holy PROPHET did Unfold When he the Birth of the MESSIAH told The Words are These His Fan is in his Hand And he shall throughly purge the Floor or Land Gathering the Wheat into the Granary Then all One FAITH at least One SOVL shall be The ANGEL next the PATRIARCH did Inform That ISAAC Chosen ISAAC shou'd be Born. ASTROLOGERS Divine that when the Sun Is Mounted to his Full Meridian 'T is Lucky to be Born and does Portend Long Life that can by no Misfortune end This in its Summer Solstice views the Light Breaks out and makes our Longest Day more Bright Methinks I hear the Belgick LION Roar And Lash his Angry Tail against the Shoar Inrag'd to hear a PRINCE OF WALES is Born Whose BROWS his Boasted Laurels shall Adorn. Whose Angel FACE already does express His Foreign CONQVESTS and Domestick PEACE While in his Awful little EYES we Fin'd He 's of the Brave and the Forgiving KIND All Joy Great QVEEN if to your Happy Store Our Grateful Pray'rs and Wishes can add more Your Blest DELIV'RANCE to Congratulate The Adoring World is Prostrate at your Feet Where TEARS of Joy and Humble VERSE I lay Too mean a Trophy for this GLORIOVS DAY Inspir'd by Nothing but Prophetick Truth They Boast no other Fire no other Worth. Full of the JOY no LINES Correct can write My Pleasure 's too Extream for Thought or Wit. Charm'd to Excess alas I strive in Vain In Scanty VERSE my Transports to Explain Too Vast for Narrow NVMBERS to Contain FINIS On Wednesday next will be Published the most Ingenious and long Expected History of Oroonoko or the Royal Slave By Mrs. Behn a Trinity Snnday b St. Margaret 's Day c Charles II. James II. The Morning Lesson for the Day d Matth. 3. 12. The Evening Lesson Gen. 18. 10.