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OF HAPPY MEMORY.''

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\ Lthough great Qiieen thou now in lilence lye ■^-^ Yet thy loud Herald Fame doth to the sky Thy wondrous worth proclaim in every Clime, And fo hath vow'd while there is world or time. So great's thy glory and thine excellence, The found thereof rapts ^ every humane fence, That men account it no impiety, To fay thou wert a fleflily Diety: Thoufands bring offerings (though out of date) Thy world of honours to accumulate, 'Mongft hundred Hecatombs of roaring verfe. Mine bleating flands before thy royal Herfe. Thou never didft nor canft thou now difdain T' accept the tribute of a loyal brain.

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