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Nor ftretch'd on rofes in the myrtle grove,
Nor crowns his days with mirth, his nights with love,
And fuch, to Ifrael's crown, the god-like David came.
Our crimes to pardon ere they touch'd our land.
Here all your toils, here all your fufferings reft,
Yet Ziloah's loyal labours fo pevail'd
KEY to ABSALOM and ACHITOPHEL.
General Monk, Duke of Albemarle.
S The name given, thro' this poem,
Duke of Monmouth.
The Earl of Shaftesbury.
Earl of Mulgrave.
Sir Edmundbury Godfrey.
SMr. Seymour, Speaker of the
Sir Heneage Finch, Earl of Winchelfea, and Lord-Chancellor. Duchefs of Monmouth.
Sir William Waller.
A Character drawn by Tate for Dryden, in the fecond Part of this Poem.
Earl of Huntingdon.
Duke of Ormond.
Duchefs of Fortfinouth.
Rev. Mr Samuel Johnson.
Duke of Beaufort.
Sir Hen. Bennet, E. of Arlington.
The Land of Exile, more parti-
The Church of England Clergy.
Earl of Feverfham.
Hyde, Earl of Rochester.
Sir William Jones.
Marquis of Halifax.
Thomas Thynne, Efq.
Mr. Ferguson, a canting Teacher.
Sir Robert Clayton.
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Lord Howard of Efcriek.
King of France.
Sir Thomas Player.
Dr. Compton, Bishop of London.
Sir Roger Leftrange.
S Sancroft, Archbishop of Canter2 bury.
A Member of the Houfe of Com
Villiers, Duke of Buckingham.
OR to whom can I dedicate this poem, with fo much justice as to you? It is the reprefentation of your own hero: it is the picture drawn at length, which you admire and prize fo much in little. None of your ornaments are wanting; neither the landfcape of your Tower, nor the rifing fun; nor the Anno Domini of your new fovereign's coronation. This must needs be a grateful undertaking to your whole party: efpecially to thofe who have not been fo happy as to purchafe the original. I hear the graver has made a good market of it all his kings are bought up already; or the value of the remainder fo inhanced, that many a poor Polander, who would be glad to worship the image, is not able to go to the coft of him: but must be content to fee him here. I must confefs I am no great artift; but fign-poft painting will ferve the turn to remember a friend by; efpecially when better is not to be had. Yet, for your comfort, the lincaments are true : and though he fat not five times to me, as he did to B. yet I have confulted hiftory; as the Italian painters do, when they would draw a Nero or a Caligula; though