Classic Poem

In answer to Mr. Waller's verses to the Author.

When into Libya the young Grecian came,
To talk with Hammon, and consult for fame;
When from the sacred tripod where he stood
The priest, inspir'd, saluted him a god;
Scarce such a joy that haughty victor knew,
Thus own'd by Heav'n, as I, thus prais'd by you.
Whoe'er their names can in thy numbers show
Have more than empire, and immortal grow;
Ages to come shall scorn the pow'rs of old,
When in thy verse of greater gods they 're told;
Our beauteous queen and royal James's name
For Jove and Juno shall be plac'd by Fame;
Thy Charles for Neptune shall the seas command,
And Sacharissa shall for Venus stand;
Greece shall no longer boast, nor haughty Rome,
But think from Britain all the gods did come.