The Bell ASSEMBLY,
An ODE, occasion'd by K. William's entertaining the Ladies at Court every Wednesday. The Words made to a pretty New Ayre.
FOR too many past Years with Belonia's Alarms,
Has poor England been made a meer stranger to Bliss,
But the Goddess of concord now spreads her soft Charms,
And new Gallantry shews us the Fruits of a Peace;
Mighty William fast binds
The Hearts of both Kinds,
Either Sex so oblig'd makes his Foes turn his Friends;
When our Land he releas'd,
Then all Mankind he eas'd,
But now far greater reigns, since the Ladies are pleas'd.
As the Offspring of Light new adorning the Night,
With their glittering Blaze make the Firmament bright,
All the Nymphs shon so gay on great Nassau's Birthday,
Had Apollo been there, had out-dazled each Ray,
Which the Sovereign so fir'd,
He nobly desir'd,
To shew how Love and Beauty Valour inspir'd,
And tho' Glory in view,
He like Cæsar pursue,
That he could, when he pleas'd, be Mark-Anthony too.
So the fam'd Macedon, that the World overran
With the Terour of Arms, and his Wonders in Fight,
When the Ladies came down his new triumphs to crown,
By their Beauty subdu'd gave a Loose to Delight;
All the Toyls of past Days
The great Mars of the Battle unarms him and plays,
Court Gallantry own'd,
Jolly Revels went round,
And the Captives late sorrow new pleasure soon drown'd.
