No matter  — he slept amongst the dead,
And JAMES his Brother reigned in his stead.
But such a reign — so glaring an offence
In ev'ry step 'gainst Freedom, Law, and Sense,
'Gainst all the rights of Nature's gen'ral plan,
'Gainst all which constitutes an Englishman,
That the Relation would mere fiction seem,
The mock creation of a Poet's dream,
And the poor Bard's would, in this sceptic age,
Appear as false as  Historian's page.