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To the Ingenious Mrs. BARKER, On Her Excellent POEMS.
LOng since my Thoughts did thus for boding tell,
The Muses wou'd their Governours expell,
And raise a Female Heir unto the Crown,
One of their Sex to sit upon the Throne:
And now the time is come, we joy to see
We're Subjects to so great a Queen as thee;
Before in all things else we did submit,
(Madam) in all things else but only Wit:
Such was our vain Self-love, and stubborn Pride,
But Heav'n was pleas'd to take the weakest side.
And now as Captives to our Conquerour,
We must surrender all into your Pow'r,
Not daring to keep back the smallest part,
But own with shame, and praise your great Desert.
Nor are you so desirous of the Bays,
As to deny Others deserved Praise;