"Quit then, in prudence quit, that idle train
/ Of toys, which have so long abus'd thy brain, / And captive led thy pow'rs; with boundless will / Let SELF maintain her state and empire still."
The Conference: A Poem
4 entries in ESTC (1763, 1764, 1765)<br>
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<u>The Conference: A Poem. By C. Churchill.</u> (London: Printed for G. Kearsly; J. Coote; W. Flexney; C. Henderson; J. Gardiner; and J. Almon, 1763). &lt;<a href="http://name.umdl.umich.edu/004793327.0001.000">Link to ECCO-TCP</a>&gt;