90 THE POEMS or ANNE �With your embitter'd Draughts and since diminish'd Bread 120 �You who subordinate in Publick Cares �For his Inspection modell'd the Affaires �Remember still how easy Your Accesse �No Pleasures kept him from your sight �No late Debauch no Revel of the Night �No distant slothfull Seat e're serv'd as a Recesse. �Open to all but when the Seaman came �Known by his Face and greeted by his Name �Peculiar Smiles and Praises did impart �To all his Prowesse and Desert 130 �All had his willing Hand, the Seaman had his Heart �He born an Islander by Nature knew �Her wooden walls her strength, her Guard the Naval Crew. �8 �But draw the Vaile nor seek to paint that Grief Which knows no Bounds nor meditates Relief Maria weeps with unexhausted Teares No Look that Beauteous Face but sorrow wears And in those Eyes where Majesty was seen To warn Admirers and Declare the Queen Now only Reigns th' incurable Distresse 140 �Which Royal James thy f aithf ull Consort shows Who by Her different Grief, does too Confesse That now alas She the Distinction knows 'Twixt Weeping for thy Losse or with Thee for thy Woes No more the Diadem attracts Her sight Held but by Reflection Bright Thoughts of returning Glory move no more Nor can She e're Receive what She Possess't before A Grave is All She with Her James can share And were itt not for What He left Her Care 150 ��� �
