May it please your Majesty, Though we stand almost last on the roll of boroughs of this your majesty’s kingdom of Ireland, and therefore, in good manners to our elder brothers, press but late among the joyful crowd about your royal throne:  yet we beg leave to assure your majesty, that we come behind none in our good affection to your sacred person and government; insomuch, that the late surprising accounts from Germany have filled us with a joy not inferior to any of our fellow-subjects.

We heard with transport that the English warmed the field to that degree, that thirty squadrons, part of the vanquished enemy, were forced to fly to water, not able to stand their fire, and drank their last draught in the Danube, for the waste they had before committed on its injured banks, thereby putting an end to their master’s long-boasted victories:  a glorious push indeed, and worthy a general of the Queen of England.  And we are not a little pleased, to find several gentlemen in considerable posts of your majesty’s army, who drew their first breath in this country, sharing in the good fortune of those who so effectually put in execution the command of your gallant, enterprizing general, whose twin-battles have, with his own title of Marlborough, given immortality to the otherwise perishing names of Schellenberg and Hogstete:  actions that speak him born under stars as propitious to England as that he now wears, on both which he has so often reflected lustre, as to have now abundantly repaid the glory they once lent him.  Nor can we but congratulate with a joy proportioned to the success of your majesty’s fleet, our last campaign at sea, since by it we observe the French obliged to steer their wonted course for security, to their ports; and Gibraltar, the Spaniards’ ancient defence, bravely stormed, possessed, and maintained by your majesty’s subjects.

May the supplies for reducing the exorbitant power of France be such, as may soon turn your wreaths of laurel into branches of olive:  that, after the toils of a just and honourable war, carried on by a confederacy of which your majesty is most truly, as of the faith, styled Defender, we may live to enjoy, under your majesty’s auspicious government, the blessings of a profound and lasting peace; a peace beyond the power of him to violate, who, but for his own unreasonable conveniency, destructive always of his neighbours, never yet kept any.  And, to complete our happiness, may your majesty again prove to your own family, what you have been so eminently to the true church, a nursing mother.  So wish, and so pray, may it please your majesty, your majesty’s most dutiful and loyal subjects, and devoted humble servants.

This Address was presented January 17, 1704-5.

MR. WILLIAM CROWE’S ADDRESS TO HER MAJESTY, TURNED INTO METRE