Thou best, thou greatest of the British race,
Thou only fit to fill great Charles his place.
Ah wretched Britons! ah too stubborn isle!
Ah stiff-necked Israel on blest Canaan's soil!
Are those dear proofs of heaven's indulgence vain,
Restoring David and his gentle reign?
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{ Is it in vain thou all the goods dost know,
{ Auspicious stars on mortals shed below,
{ While all thy streams with milk, thy lands with honey flow?