146] ANNUAL REGISTER, 1796. 
Here shall thy breast united transports prove 
Of kindred fondness and connubial love. . 
O that amid the nuptial flowers we twine, 
Our hands the olive’s sober leaves might join, 
Thy presence teach the storm of war to cease, 
Disarm the battle’s rage, and charm the world to peace. 
Iv. 
Yet if the stern vindictive foe, 
Insulting, aim the hostile blow, 
Britain, in martial terrors dight, 
> «© Lifts high the avenging sword, and courts the fight. 
On every side behold her swains 
Crowd eager from her fertile plains ! 
With breasts undaunted, lo, they stand 
Firm bulwarks of their native land, 
And proud her floating castles round, 
The guardians of her happy coast, 
Bid the‘r terrific thunder sound 
Dismay to Gallia’s scatter’d host, 
While still Britannia’s navies reign: 
Triumphant o’er the subject main. 
ODE for His Mayjesty’s Bintu-Day, 1795. By Henny 
Pye, Esq. Poet Laureat. 
J. " 
OT from the trumpet’s brazen throat 
Be now the martial measure blown, 
Mild concord breathes a sofler note, 
To greet a triumph all her own ; 
Wafted on Pleasure’s downy wings, 
nearer joy than conquest brings 
Now soothes the royal parent’s breast ; 
By rosy wreaths of Hymen bound, 
A Nation’s fervent vows are crown’d, | 
A: much-loy’d son is blest. 
If. 
While crowdss on this returning morn, 
Their willing homage pay, 
And shouts of heart-felt gladness born, 
O’ercome the Muse’s lay, 
: Amid the Pzan’s choral sound, 
While dying faction’s shrieks are drown’d; 
O Sove- 
JAMES 
