f many poems, and
songs, which we need not here enumerate. Mr. Coxeter takes particular
notice of a piece of his called Gloriana, a Funeral Pindarique Poem to
the memory of Queen Mary, 4to. 1695.
The Trophies, or Augusta's Glory; a triumphant Ode, made in honour of
the City, and upon the Trophies taken from the French at the Battle
of Ramillies, May 25, 1706, by the Duke of Marlborough, and fixed in
Guildhall, London, dedicated to the Lord Mayor, and Court of Aldermen
and Sheriffs, and also to the President. and Court of Managers for the
united Trade to the East Indies.
Honor & Opes, or The British Merchant's Glory; a Poem Congratulatory, on
the happy Decision, and Conclusion of all Difficulties between the Old
and New Company in the Trade to the East Indies. As a specimen of his
poetry take the following lines.
VERSES Congratulatory, to the Honourable WILLIAM BROMLEY, Esq; on his
being chosen SPEAKER of this present Parliament.
As when Hyperion with victorious light
Expels invading Pow'rs of gloomy night,
And vernal nature youthful dress'd and gay,
Salutes the radiant power that forms the day;
The mounting Lark exalts her joyful note,
And strains with harmony her warbling throat:
So now my muse that hopes to see the day,
When cloudy faction, that do's Britain sway,
Shall be o'ercome by reason's dazling ray;
Applauding senates for their prudent choice,
The will of Heaven by the Peoples voice,
First greets you Sir, then gladly do's prepare,
In tuneful verse, your welcome to the chair.
Awful th' assembly is, august the Queen,
In whose each day of life are wonders seen:
The nation too, this greatest of all years,
Who watch to see blest turns in their affairs,
Slighting the tempest on the Gallic shore,
Hope from the senate much, but from you more:
Whose happy temper judgment cultivates,
And forms so fit to aid our three estates.
The change of ministry late ordered here,
Was fated sure for this auspicious year;
That you predestin'd at a glorious hour,
To be chief judge of legislative power,
Might by your skill that Royal right asserts,
Like Heaven, reconcile the jarring parts.
Nor shines your influence, Sir, here alone,
The Church must your unequall'd prudence own,
Firm to support the cause, but rough to none.
Eusebia's sons, in laws divine possest,
Can learn from you how truth should be exprest;
Whether in modest terms, like balm, to
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