Dryden, Prologue to The Tempest, 19-20.
‘—— ——whose mind ensued,
Through perilous war, with regal fortitude.’
‘If to her share some trifling errors fall,
Look in her face, and you’ll forget them all.’[[65]]
“Long may the Royal Line,
Proud Star of Brunswick shine;
While thus we sing,
Joy may thy Daughter share,
Blest by a Nation’s pray’r,