Verses on the Death of the Truly Patriot Prince, Frederick
When Jove , late revolving the state of mankind,
'Mong Britons no traces of Virtue could find;
O'er the island, indignant, he stretch'd forth his rod;
Earth trembled, and Ocean acknowledg'd the God.
Still provok'd by our crimes, Heaven's vengeance to show,
Ammon , grasping his bolts, aim'd at Britain the blow;
But pausing — — more dreadful, his wrath to evince,
Threw thunder aside, and sent Fate for the Prince.
'Mong Britons no traces of Virtue could find;
O'er the island, indignant, he stretch'd forth his rod;
Earth trembled, and Ocean acknowledg'd the God.
Still provok'd by our crimes, Heaven's vengeance to show,
Ammon , grasping his bolts, aim'd at Britain the blow;
But pausing — — more dreadful, his wrath to evince,
Threw thunder aside, and sent Fate for the Prince.
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