And Charles’ reward was humbling’s pride.
By sea, by land, poor France was done;
She begg’d for peace to draw her win.
No ship durst from her harbours steer,
Man of war, merchant, or privateer,
Her trade was stopt by sea and land,
Bold Britain did the seas command:
She sued for peace at any price,
But Charles’ affairs made it right nice.
At Aix la Chapelle did the Congress hold,