The Virginia Gazette

On His Royal Highness FREDERICK, Prince of Wales.

Two much-lov'd Princes Albion's Annals grace,
One a Plantagenet, and one of Brunswick's Race;
Alike their Age, alike, alas! their Fate;
Each too the Hope and Glory of the State:
Equal in Birth, and equal in Degree;
Firm Patrons both of British Liberty.
Far-fam'd in War illustrious Edward shone:
The Arts of Peace, Great Frederick, were thy own
By Thee protected, Commerce spread her Wings,
Parent of Empire, best Resource of Kings:
By Thee encouraged, Science shot her Light
Thro' the thick Gloom of Ignorance and Night:
Thy liberal Hand, unwearied with the Toil,
Cheer'd shivering Want, and made e'en Misery smile,
Hymen, by all despis'd, by Peers disown'd,
In Thee a Patron and Protector found;
And, grateful in Return, on Thee bestows
A numerous Offspring, and a lovely Spouse.
Let others Great in Arms whole Realms subdue,
And Princes prostrate at their Footstool view;
Destroy Mankind, to gain an empty Name;
With ruin'd Cities pave their Way to Fame.
Views far superior, Royal Prince, were thine!
Not to destroy, but to preserve Mankind:
Pride to debase, and Merit to reward;
From Vice and Luxury the State to guard:
To bless thy Britons was thy favourite Plan.
Thou best of Princes! and thou Friend to Man
O! had Britannia seen Thee on her Throne,
Another Titus then the World had known;
A Patriot King these happy Isles had found,
And Pater Patriae grac'd the Medals round:
Nor had thy Goodness been to us confin'd;
The World had hail'd Thee Darling of Mankind.
But Heaven's High Power had otherwise decreed,
And for our Sins had doom'd our Hearts to bleed.
Britons, to leave your vicious Courses strive;
So shall his Virtues in his Race revive;
Another George to future Times be known,
Like our Great GEORGE! to guard and grace the Crown.