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THE Fifteen COMFORTS OF A Scotch-Man. Written by Daniel D' Foe in Scotland.
LONDON: Printed in the Year, MDCCVII.
THE Fifteen Comforts, &c.
[2]The Firſt Comfort.
BE Dumb ye Beggars of the Rhiming Trade
Geld the [...]oſe Wits, and let the Muſe be Splaid
Charge not the Pariſh with the Baſtard Phraſe
Of Balm, Elixar, both the India's,
Of Shrine, Saint, Sacriledge, and ſuch as theſe
Expreſſions, common as their Miſtreſſes.
Of her I write, no Pen can reach her Worth,
Nor find an Epithet to ſet her forth;
I mean Heroick Anne, our Gracious Queen,
In War Victorious, and in Pomp Serene;
The Circle of whoſe Reign contains all Bliſs,
And daily ſtudies Scotland's Happineſs.
The Second Comfort.
Now Sacred Anne does wear the Britiſh Crown,
The Church does flouriſh, and is lofty grown;
The Laws are riſen from a long, long Trance,
And our uniting is a Check to France;
[3] Which Union even would make our Foes Bap⯑tize
Themſelves all Converts in our watry Eyes;
Which we for very Joy do weep, to ſee
How Anne deſigns to make Poſterity
[...]or ever happy, whilſt She's on the Throne,
[...]n making Scots and Engliſh both as One.
The Third Comfort
Among the num'rous Throng, we Scots do come,
To wiſh the grand Support of Chriſtendom
Health, that's the Joy of Life, and Soul of Mirth,
Bane of [...] and Comfort of our Birth:
May't with your Years, as clearly laſt and riſe,
As 'twas e'er Winds had blaſted Paradiſe!
Wealth! the Support of Pleaſure and the Crown,
The only Prop of Glory and Renown.
May the ſame virtuous Temper, the ſame Fire,
That never flags too low, nor do's mount higher,
Enflame your Breaſt, and to't by Heaven be ſent
That which all ſeek (but find not) true Content.
May all your Aims atchieve their purpos'd End,
Then Loyal Scotland ne'er will want a Friend,
To be the Guardian of their Church and State,
Whilſt the Roſe and Thiſtle do incorporate.
The Fourth Comfort.
Poor louſie, beggar'd France, & half-ſtarv'd Spain,
Durſt not preſume t' appear upon the Main;
For now St. Andrew, and St. George do joyn,
Upon the Ocean they'll in Glory ſhine.
[4] Whose Union-Colours on the rolling Sea,
Will ſhew the Force of Britiſh Heraldry:
Thus on that Element the Scots too Fame
Will get, and to tho encient Scottiſh Name
Will Honour add, by having ſuch a Fleet
That durſt our Foe upon the Ocean meet,
And make them low'r their Top-ſails too at Sea,
As owning that the only Sovereignty
Thereof is Sacred Anna's Lawful Right,
For which Her Loyal Subjects too will Fight.
The Fifth Comfort.
In a Proteſtant Succeſſion now the Crown
Is fix'd, and none muſt mount the Britiſh Throne,
But what will the reformed Faith defend,
And to the Church of England be a Friend;
For by her Grandeur we ſupported be,
Whilſt Conſcience do's enjoy its Liberty.
And that which alſo gives our Hearts Content,
As that two Nations has one Parliament.
The Sixth Comfort.
As to our Comforts what can more be ſaid?
Freedom we have, and Intercourſe of Trade,
To any Port or Place the Kingdom round;
Beſides, all Scottiſh Ships that ſhall be found,
At Signing of this Treaty, on the Sea,
Of any ſort of Foreign Built, ſhall be
As Ships of the Built of Great-Britain deem'd:
So much is Scotland by the Queen eſteem'd,
That Her Indulgence makes us all conſpire
To act, and to comply with Her Deſire.
[5]The Seventh Comfort.
Now, now, old Scotland is for ever made,
Since (with the Engliſh) in the way of Trade,
We have the ſame Allowances, Reſtitutions,
Lawful Encouragements, and Prohibitions.
No Article the Loyal Scots do blame,
For Exciſe with us, as you, is all the ſame;
For ſeven Years we ſhall be Duty-free
In making Salt; and farthermore we ſee,
The Land-Tax will be very eaſie here,
The Yoak is light for any one to bear.
The Eighth Comfort.
Duties on Paper Stamp'd we ſhall not pay,
Nor Duties which they do on Velome lay;
And farther to confirm us in our Rights,
We ſhall no Duty pay for Window-Lights;
Nay, Royal Favours ſtill are more enlarg'd,
For Coals conſum'd at Home we ſhan't be charg'd,
Nor charg'd with any Duty laid on Malt,
So if we won't unite, 'tis all our Fault:
Both Nations will be one, and we ſhall be
To all Intents as Engliſhmen (Sir) free;
All Animoſities being laid aſide,
In Love and Unity we ſhall take Pride,
And in Eternal Friendſhip ſo diſpoſe
Our ſelves, as to be dreadful to our Foes.
The Ninth Comfort.
One Britiſh Parliament will now be made,
And we have an Equivalent in Trade:
[6] The Coin of the united Kingdoms too
Be all alike, that all may have their Due:
Our Weights and Meaſures too muſt be the ſame,
That People may not diff'rent Meaſures b lame.
The Tenth Comfort.
The Laws concerning regulating Trade,
In favour of our Conſtitution's made;
The Court of Seſſions muſt the ſame remain
As formerly, in this the preſent Reign;
All Miſdemeanours done upon the Sea,
To be ſubject to the Britiſh Admiralty.
Nay, further to encreaſe our Happineſs,
Men Offices for Life may ſtill poſſeſs;
And yet to make us happy o'er again,
The Queen is pleas'd, that all the Rights remain
Of Royal Scottiſh Burroughs, as they now
At preſent are: What more can She allow?
Or we from Royal Bounty ſtill require,
Since we have all as Subjects can deſire.
The Eleventh Comfort.
We ſhall have Lords and Commons too to ſit
In Parliament, where're the Queen thinks fit,
Who will have all the Priviledges too,
That's really to their noble Peerage due;
The ſame as Engliſh Peers they will enjoy,
Which Treaty will the Hopes of France deſtroy
And that in time we may our Breaches heal,
Great-Britain muſt but uſe one only Seal,
Quartered with thoſe Arms as beſt may ſure,
This Union, which makes ANNA abſolute,
[7] Empreſs Imperial over the Bleſs'd Realm,
Of which She does ſo wiſely rule the Helm.
The Twelfth Comfort.
All Laws and Statutes in each Realm, ſo far
As to the Union they contrary are,
From and after it they ceaſe, and ſhall be void,
That Liberty by us may be enjoy'd.
What can we then of England ask for more,
No greater Bleſſings they can have in ſtore,
Than what are granted, ſo let's all ſit down,
And drink the Health of Anne, who wears the Crown,
And wiſh Her long to Reign, that She may be
A Terror to the Gallick Monarchy.
The Thirteenth Comfort.
The Scottiſh Parliament has done their beſt,
That theſe two Kingdoms may be doubly bleſt;
Upon the Engliſh Parliament we wait,
With low Submiſſion for to know our Fate,
Hoping kind Heav'n will cauſe them to agree
To this long wiſh'd and hop'd for Unity,
Which ſurely will prove of ſuch Conſequence,
That it will be a Thorn i' th' ſide of France,
And make them rue the Day that e'er we came
To be a People of one Crown, and Name:
For our uniting makes the Frenchmen fear,
Some dreadful Storm's to them approaching near.
[8]The Fourteenth Comfort.
Now, now, the Scots with England do unite,
Lewis and Maintenon are in a Fright;
Ye Spaniards too, your drooping Kingdom drench
Till Tears the Flames of Purgatory quench:
But you that can't cry, yet would ſeem to weep
Your Hankerchiefs in Holy Water ſteep,
Then Virgin Mary, and the Saints invoke,
To keep your Kingdom from the Frenchmen [...] Yoke
But if ye'll ſtill be Fools, and will not own
King Charles, by Force we'll put on him a Crown
The Fifteenth Comfort.
Glory and Honour Crown great Anna's N [...]
And let her Greatneſs ſhine with endleſs Fam [...]
For making ſuch an Union that ſhall ſhake
Proud France, and make its haughty Mon [...] qua [...]
So whilſt we Praiſes to our Sovereign give,
Let's pray that Anne a Neſtor's Age may live
FINIS.
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- TextGrid Repository (2020). TEI. 4298 The fifteen comforts of a Scotch man Written by Daniel D Foe in Scotland. University of Oxford Text Archive. . https://hdl.handle.net/21.T11991/0000-001A-5E67-8