To him those _Heros_ yield the town, And him a _greater Hero_ own; Who soon its walls could batter down, And lay them low. Long may he wear the _Prussian Crown_, And curb each haughty _Foe_. --Annandius. March 11th, 1758. _Amer. Mag. and Mo. Chron._, I-279, Mar. 1757, Phila. A LITERAL TRANSLATION OF THE KING OF PRUSSIA'S ODE. I. Oh God! all powerful God! Invincible, unknown! Creator, father of all; Whom every nation implores; Whom the Barbarian worships in the wind. By what name will it please thee That I shall address thee? Oh infinite, All wise, and eternal spirit! At the foot of thy sacred throne I most humbly bow my head. II. Forsaken by my only friends, In a strange country, Where winter was near killing us; The enraged enemy on every side, With their savage instruments, The sword and fire consuming, As if sacrificers, They came with their deadly rage, And hasten'd to destroy us with cries of triumph. III. But in thy penetrating view, How vain are powerful troops! I, still intrepid, dare the combat; My buckler and my lance being my cause: And behold the armies meet; They turn their backs, we following to punish: Victorious each of my soldiers Seems to carry of war The most terrible thunder; And every arm is a thousand in the fury of the combat. IV. Then I owe thee success To fortune! why so? Justice succoured me; From on high she cast down her eyes; And when she perceived the contending parties, She lifted up her hand to weigh The right of each side, And as she found the balance incline, she employ'd her sword. The King of Prussia employs himself in times of peace in the following manner: He rises at five; on business till seven; dresses, and receives letters and petitions till nine; from nine to eleven with his ministers; then on the parade, to exercise the guards; dines at half an hour after twelve with some of his officers; at half an hour after one he retires till five; then somebody reads to him till seven; then the concert; at nine come the men of genius; they sup half an hour after, and converse till eleven; then the king retires, and at twelve goes to bed.--He is a statesman, soldier, author, and musician; indefatigable in business; and by method overlooks and directs everything; very frugal; without farce of state; the idle officers of the court have the usual titles; but no pay for the drones, tho' they are mostly officers.