*ODE TO THE BENEVOLENCE OF ENGLAND. STRANGER! Would'st thou ALBION know? Afk the family of woe. Afk the tribes who fwarming round, 'In her arms have fuccour found: Or, if one of that fad band, Thou haft fought her facred land, * A few copies of this Ode, were printed immediately on the author's arrival from the Continent. To thy heart thou may'ft refer For BRITANNIA'S Character! If that heart hath pow'r to feel, This glorious truth it will reveal: Be thou the humbleft child e'en Care will own, Or the illuftrious ruin of a throne, 'Twas not thy rank or station-'twas thy GRIEF, Spread her protecting arms to offer thee relief, 11. Yet, ftranger! had'ft thou brought her mines of wealth, Or come beneath the fmile of Heaven, In all the gay festivity of health, Thou had'ft but bought what fhe has given: Nor had thy purchas'd welcome been fincere, But never can'ft thou doubt her homage to thy tear. Behold |