The Writers and the Setter's skillAt once the ravisht Ears do fill.Let those which only warble long,And Gargle in their Throats a Song,Content themselves with VT, RE, MI,Let Words and Sence be set by thee.Vpon Her Majesties New Buildings at
Somerset-House.GReat Queen, that does our Island bless,With Princes and with Palaces;Treated so ill, chac'd from your Throne,Returning, you adorn the Town,And with a brave Revenge do show,Their Glory went and came with you.While Peace from hence, and you were goneYour houses in that Storm o'rethrownThose wounds which Civil Rage did give,t once you Pardon and Relieve:0
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