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Rome's mighty grandeur was not more confest, So, when by just degrees, th' Eternal Thought
When great Antonius travell’d through the east, His six days labour to perfection brought,
And crowds of monarchs did each morning wait With laws of motion first endu'd the whole,
With early homage at his palace gate. [meet; And bade the Heavens in destin'd circles roll,
Haste then, bright prince! thy Britain's transport The polish'd Spheres commenc'd their harmony;
Haste to her arms, and make her bliss complete! All nature in a chorus did agree,
Whate'er glad news has reach'd her listening ear, And the World's birth-day was a jubilee.
While her long-absent lord provokes her fear,
Her joys are in suspence, her pleasures unsincere.
He comes, thy hero comes! O beauteous Isle!
Revive thy genius with a chcerful smile!
Let thy rejoicing sons fresh palms prepare,
To grace the trophies of the finish'd war;

COURT OF NEPTUNE.
On high be hung the martial sword insheath'd,
The shield with ribbons dress'd, and spear with ivy ON KING WILLIAM'S RETURN FROM HOLLAND,

wreath'd!
Let speaking Paint in various tablets show

1699. Past scenes of battle to the crowd below! Round this triumphant pile, in rustic dance,

ADDRESSED TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE
The shouting swains shall hand in hand advance;

CHARLES MONTAGUE, ESQ.
The wealthy farmer from his toils shall cease;
The ploughman from the yoke his sinoking steers | Broix, celestial Muse! a tuneful strain
release,

Of Albion's prince conducted o'er the main;
And join to solemnize the festival of Peace.

Of courts conceal'd in waves, and Neptune's watery No more for want of hands th' unlabour'd field,

Sing, from beneath, how the green deity Chok'd with rank wceds, a sickly crop shall yield:

(reign;

Rose to the sovereign of the British sea;
Calm Peace returns; behold her shining train!
And fruitful Plenty is restor'd again."

To power ccnfess'd, the triple mace resign'd,

O’er-rul'd the floods, and charg'd the rebel wind; Apollo ceas'd The Muses take the sound,

Secur'd his passage homeward, and restor’d, From voice to voice th' harmonious notes rebound,

Safe to the loveliest isle, the best-lov'd lord. And echoing lyres transmit the volant fugue around !

The generous name of Montague has long Meanwhile the steady bark, with prosperous gales,

Been fam'd in verse, and grac'd the poet's song; Fills the large sheets of her expanded sails,

În verse, himself can happy wonders do, And gains th' intended port; thick on the strand,

The best of patrons, and of poets too. Like swarming bees, th' assembled Britons stand,

Amid the skilful choir that court his ear, And press to see their welcome sovereign land :

If he vouchsafe these ruder lays to hear, At his approach, unruly transport reigns

His bright example, while to him I sing, Puing. In every breast, and rapture fires their veins.

Shall raise my feeble flight, and mount me on the A general shout succeeds, as when on high

On Albion's eastern coast, an ancient town' Exploded thunder rends the vaulted sky.

O’erlooks the sea, to mariners well known;
A short convulsion shakes the solid shore,

Where the swift Stourus' ends his snaky train,
And rocks th' adjacent deep, unmov'd before;
Loud acclamations through the valleys ring,

And pays his watery tribute to the main :
While to Augusta's wall the crowd attend their king. Two fertile counties in its course divides,

Stouşus, whose stream, prolific as it glides, And now behold a finish'd temple : rise,

And rolls to seaward with a lover's pace: On lofty pillars climbing to the skies!

There beauteous Orwell meets his fond embrace; Of bulk stupendous, its proud pile it rears,

They mix their amorous streams, the briny tide The gradual product of successive years.

Receives them join'd; their crooked shores provide An inner gate, that folds with iron leaves,

A spacious bay within, for anchor'd ships to ride. The charm'd spectator's entering steps receives,

Here, on the margin of the rolling flood, Where curious works in twisted stems are seen

Divinely fair, like sea-born Venus, stood Of branching foliage, vacuous between.

Britannia's Genius, in a robe array'd O'er this a vocal organ, mounted high

Of broider'd arms, and heraldry display'd : On marble columns, strikes the wondering eye;

A crown of cities charg'd her graceful brows; And feeds at once two senses with delight,

In waving curls her hair luxuriant flows; Sweet to the ear, and splendid to the sight.

Celestial glories in her eyes are seen; Marble the floor, enrich'd with native stains

Her stature tall, majestic is her mien. Of various dye, and streak'd with azure veins.

With such a presence, through th' adoring skies Ev'n emulous Art with Nature seems to strive,

Shines the great parent of the deities; And the carv'd figures almost breathe and live;

Such towery honours on her temples rise, The painted altar, glorious to behold,

When, drawn by lions, she proceeds in state; Shines with delightful blue, and dazzling gold.

Trains of attendant-gods around her chariot wait; Here first th' illustrious three, of heavenly race,

The mother-goddess, with superior grace, Religion, Liberty, and Peace, embrace;

Surveys, and numbers o'er her bright immortal race. Here joyful crowds their pious thanks express,

While thus the lovely Genius hovers o'er
For Peace restor'd, and Heaven's indulgence bless.

The water's brink, and from the sandy shore
Auspicious structure! born in happy days,
Whose first employment is the noblest, praise!

Harwich.
& The choir of St. Paul's was first opened on the · The river Stoure, that runs between Suffolk and
day of thanksgiving for the peace.

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Beholds th' alternate billows fall and rise

(Though struggling love would fain persuade thy (By turns they sink below, by turns they mount the stay) “And must," she said

[skies): Go where thy better fortune leads the way! Then paus'd, and drew a sigh of anxious love; Meanwhile my loss, allow me to complain, " Must my dear lord this faithless ocran prove? And wish-ah, no! that partial wish were vain. Escap'd the chance of war, and fraud of foes, Tho' honour'd Crete had nurs'd the thundering god, Wilt thou to warring waves thy sacred life expose ? Crete was not always blest with his aboule ; Why am I thus divided by the sea

Nor was it fit, that William's godlike mind, From all the world, and all the world in thee? For nations born, should be to one contin'd. Could sighs and tears the rage of tempests bind, This only grant, since I must ask no more, With tears I'd bribe the seas, with sighs the wind: Revisit once again your native shore ! Soft-sighing gales thy canvas should inspire; That hope my sorrows shall beguile; and thou, But hence, ye boisterous storms! far hence retire My happy rival! wilt that hope allow; To inland woods; there your mad powers appease,

"Tis all th' enjoyment Fate has left me now. And scour the dusty plains, or strip the forest trees; So may'st thou, fair Britannia! ever be Or lodg'd in hollow rocks profoundly sleep,

Firm to thy sovereign's love, and his to thee! And rest from the loud labours of the deep!

While widow'd l”- - There rising sighs repressid Why should I fear? -If heroes be the care Her fainting voice, and stilled in the rest. Of Hearen above, and Heaven inclines to prayer, Now, while the bounding vessel drives before Thou sail'st secure; my sons with lifted eyes, The gusty gales, and leaves the lessening shore, And pious vows, for thee have gain'd the skies. Behold the parting clouds to distance fly, Come then, my much-lov'd lord! No more th' And golden glories, pouring from on high, alarms

New dress the day, and cheer th' enlighten'd sky! Of wasteful war require thee from my arms. One shooting beam, like lightning doubly bright, Thy sword gives plenteous peace; but, without thee, Darts on the middle main its streaming light. Peace has no charms, and plenty's poverty:

Lo! William's guardian angel there descens; At length enjoy, for whom you've fought, the queen To Neptune's court his heavenly message tends; Of Islands, bright, majestic, and serene!

In arms celestial, how be shines afar, Unveil'd from clouds, which did her form disguise, Like Pallas marching to th' awaken'd war! And bid a thousand beauties from thy eyes.

His left hand gripes a spacious orb of shield, A thousand treasures unsurvey'd invite

With thousand intercepted dangers tillid, Their lord to various scenes of new delight.

And deaths of various kind; his right displays Come, see the dower I brought! My spacious downs, A temper'd blade, that spreads a formidable blaze. My numerous courties, and my ancient towns; He strikes the waves; th' obsequious waves obey, Landscapes of rising mountains, shaggy woods, And, opening in a gulph, disclose the downward way. Green valleys, smiling meadows, silver floods,

O Muse! by thee conducted down, I dare And plains with lowing heruds enrich'd around, The secrets of the watery world declare; The hills with flocks, the flocks with fleeces crown’d. For nothing 'scapes thy view; to thee 'tis given, All these with native wealth thy power inaintain, To range the space of earth, and seas, and heaven, And bloom with blessings of thy easy reign.

Descry a thousand forms, conceal'd from sight, Haste, hoist thy sails! and through the foamy brine And in immortal verse to give the visions light. Rush to my arms! henceforth be wholly mine;

A rock there lies, in depth of sea profound, After nine toilsome years, let slaughter cease,

About its clefts, rich beds of pearl abound, And flourish now secure, in the soft arts of peace!" Where sportful Nature, covering her retreat

She said; th' entreated winds her accents bore, With flowing waters, holds her secret seat And sing'd the message to the Belgic shore.

In woods of coral, intricate she strays, The pious hero heard, nor could delay

And wreathes the shells of fish a thousand ways, To meet the lovely voice, that summon’d him away;

And animates the spawn of all her finny race. The lovely voice, whose soft-complaining charms Th' unnumber'r species of the fertile tide, Before had call'd the succour of his arins,

In shoals, around their mighty mother, glide. Nor call'd in vain, when, fir'd with generous rage

From out the rock's wide caveru's deep below, T'oppose the fury of a barbarous age,

The rushing ocean rises to its flow;
Like Jove with awful thunder in his hand,

And, ebbing, here retires; within its sides,
Through storms and feets at sea, and foes at land, In roomy caves the god of sea resides.
He urg'd his daring way; before his sight,

Pillars unhewn, of living stone, bear high
On silver wings, bright Glory took her flight, His vaulted courts; in storms the billows fly
And left, to guide his course, long shining tracks of O'er th' echoing roof, like thunder through the skies,
light!

And warn the ruler of the floods to rise, And now once more embark'd, propitious gales And check the raving winds, and the swoln waves Blow fresh from shore, and fill his hollow sails.

chastise. As then the golden god, that rules the day, Rich spoils, by plundering tempests hither horne, Drives down his flaming chariot to the sea,

An universe of wealth, the palace-rooms adorn. And leaves the nations here involv'd in night, Before its entrance, broken wrecks are seen To distant regions he transports his light;

In heaps deform’d, a melancholy scene. So William's rays, by turns, two nations cheer; But far within, upon a mossy throne, And when he sets to them, he rises here.

With washy ooze and samphire overgrown,
Forsaken Belgia, ere the ship withdrew,

The sea green king his forky sceptre rears;
Shed generous tears, and breath'd this soft adieu ; Awful his aspect, numerous are his years.
" Since empire calls thee, and a glorious throne, A pearly crown circles his brows divine;
Thy people's weighty interests, and thy own;

His beard and dewy hair shed trickling drops of brine, The river-gods, his numerous progeny,

Again, the shield in savage prospect shows On beds of rushes round their parent lie.

An ancient abbey’, which rough woods enclose : Here Danube and the Rhine; Nile's secret source And precipices vast abruptly rise, Dwells here conceal'd; hence Tiber takes his course; Where, safe encamp'd, proud Luxemburgh defios Hence rapid Rhodanus his current pours;

All open violence, or close surprise. And, issuing from his um, majestic Padus roars; But see! a second Hannibal from far, And Alpheus seeks, with silent pace, the lov'd Sici- Up the steep height, conducts th' entangled war lian shores.

Brave Ossory, attended with the pride But, chief in honour, Neptune's darling son, Of English valour, charges by his side. The beauteous Thames, lies nearest to his throne. Enclos'd they fight; the forests shine around Nor thou, fair Boyne! shall pass unmention’d by, With flashing fires; the thunder'd hills rebound, Already sung in strains that ne'er shall die.

And the shock'd country, wide beneath, rebellows These, and a thousand more, whose winding trains

to the sound.

(Might; Seek various lands, the wealthy sire maintains; Forc'd from their holds, at length they speed their Each day, the fluid portions he divides,

Rich tents, and stores of war, the victor's toils reAnd fills their craving urns with fresh-recruited tides. Then peace ensues; and, in a shining train, (quite. But not alike; for oft his partial care

The friendly chiefs assemble on the plain. Bestows on some a disproportion'd share;

An ardent zeal the Gallic general warms From whence their swelling currents, o'er-supply'd, To see the youth, that kindled such alarms; Through delug'd fields in noisy triumph ride. Wondering he views; secure the soldiers press The god was just preparing to renew

Round their late dread, and the glad treaty bless. His daily task, when sudden in his view

Next, on the broad circumference is wrought Appear'd the guardian power, all dazzling bright, The nine years' war for lov'd Britannia fought; And, entering, flash'd the caves with beamy light. The cause the same: fair Liberty betray'd, Boyne, Rhine, the Sambre, on their banks had seen And banish'd Justice, Ay to him for aid. The glorious form, and knew his martial mien; Here sailing ships are drawn, the crowded strand, In throngs th' admiring Nereids round him pressid, And Heaven's avenger hastening to the land. And Tritons crowd to view the heavenly guest. Oppression, Fraud, Confusion, and Affright, Then thus, advancing, he his will explains

Fierce fiends, that ravag'd in the gloomy night O mighty sovereign of the liquid plains !

Of lawless Power, defeated, fly before his dazzling Haste, to the surface of the deep repair,

So to th' eclipsing Moon, by the still side [light.
This solemn day requires thy presence there, Of some lone thicket, revelling hags provide
To rule the storms, the rising waves restrain, Direcharms, that threat the sleeping neighbourhood,
And shake thy sceptre o'er the govern d main. And quatt, with magic mix’d, vast bowls of human
By breathing gales on thy dominions driven,

blood;
To thee three kingdoms' hopes in charge are given, But, when the dawn reveals the purple east,
The glory of the world, and best belov'd of Heaven. They vanish sullen from th' unfinish'd feast.
Behold him figur'd here!”—He said, and held, Here joyful crowds triumphant arches rear
Refulgent to his view, the guardian shield.

To their deliverer's praise; glad senates there,
On the rich mould, inwrought with skill divine, In splendid pomp, the regal state confer.
Great William's wars in splendid sculpture shine. Hibernia's fields new triumphis then supply;
Here, how his saving power was first display'd, The rival kings, in arms, the fate of empire try.
And Holland rescu'd by his youthful aid;

See where the Boyne two warring hosts divides, When, kindling in his soul, the martial flame And rolls between the fight bis murmuring tides! Broke fiercely out, preluding future fame,

In vain-hills, forests, streams, must all give place, And round the frontiers dealt avenging fire:

When William leads, and Victory's the chase. Swift from the hot pursuit the blasted foes retire. Thou saw'st him, Boyne! when thy charg'd waters Then battles, sieges, camps are grav'd afar,

bore And the long progress of the dreadful war.

The swimming coursers to th' opposing shore, Above the rest, Seneffe's immortal fight,

And, round thy banks, thou heard'st the murdering In larger figures offer'd to the sight, [light. With martial terrour charms, and gives a fierce de- What more than mortal bravery inspir'd Here the confed'rate troops are forc'd to yield, The daring troops, by his example fira! (court Driven by unequal numbers through the field: Thou saw'st their wondrous deeds; to Neptune's With his bright sword, young Nassau there with- Thy flying Waves convey'd the swift report, stands

And, red with slaughter, to their father show'd Their fight; with prayers and blows he urges his Streams not their own, and a discolour'd flood. commands,

Here, on th'ethereal mould, hurld from afar, l'pbraids their fainting force, and boldly throws Th'exploded ball had mark'd a dinted scar. Himself the first amidst the wondering foes.

'Twas destin'd thus; for when, all glowing red, What dare not men, by such a general led?

The angel took it from the forge, he said: Rallying with shouts, their hero at their head, “ This part be left unfated from the foe! Fir'd with new rage, asham’d they once did fiy, And, scarce escap'd, once let the Hero know, Resolv'd t'o'ercome, or resolute to die,

How much to my protection he shall owe; Thro' trampled heaps of slain they rush to victory. Yet, from the batter'd shield, the ball shall bound, Earth trembles at the charge; Death, Blood, and And on his arm inflict a scarlet wound.” Insatiate riot all the murderous day; [Prey, Elsewhere, behold Namur's proud turrets rise, Nor night itself their fury can allay;

Majestic to the sight, advancing to the skies ! Till the pale Moon, that sickens at the sight, Retires behind a cloud, to blind the bloody fight.

St. Dennis near Mons.

cannons roar.

2

TO HIS GRACE

The Meuse and Sambre here united flow,

Nearer to view: her beating heart foretels Nature's defence against th' invading foe:

The pleasing news, and eager transport feels.
Industrious Art her strength of walls supplies : Safe to her arms, imperial Neptune bears
Before the town the British army lies.

Th’intrusted charge, then, diving, disappears.
The works are mann'd; with fury they contend;
These thunder from the plains, those from the walls

defend.
Red globes of fire from bellowing engines fly,

THE HOUSE OF NASSAU.
And lead a sweeping blaze, like comets, thro' the sky.
The kindled region glows; with deafening sound

A PINDARIC ODE. 1702.
They burst; their iron entrails, hurl'd around,

Calo demittitur alto Strow with thick-scatter'd deaths the crimson

Chara Deûm soboles.

Vise
ground.
See, where the Genius of the war appears,
Nor shuns the labour, nor the danger fears !
In clouds of sulphurous smoke he shines more bright, CHARLES DUKE OF SOMERSET.
For Glory round him waits, with beams of living light.

MAY IT PLEASE YOUR CRACE,
At length the widen'd gates a conquest own,
And to his arms resign the yielding town.

Though the great loss we suffered in the death of Here, from the field return'd, with olive crown'd, the king has been so happily supplied by her Applanding throngs their welcome prince surround: majesty's accession to the throne, and her late coBright honours in his glorious entry shine,

ronation justly filled the hearts of her subjects with And peace restor'd concludes the great design. joy: yet so glorious a reign as the last will always

Long o'er the figur'd work, with vast surprise, be remembered with admiration by all good and Admiring Neptune rollid his ravish'd eyes;

wise men; and your grace has given sufficient Then, rising from his throne, thus call'd aloud;

proofs, that you are of that number.

It can never " Ye lovely daughters of the briny flood !

therefore be thought too late to offer a just tribute Haste, comb your silver locks, and straight prepare to his late majesty's memory, and to that of his To fill my train, and gaze in upper air.

great ancestors, a race so illustriously distinguishThis day, majestic glories you shall see;

ed in Europe; though this indeed might sooner Come, all ye watery powers, who under me (sea! have been attempted, but for many interruptions, Your little tridents wield, and rule the boisterous too inconsiderable for your grace's notice. How What god, that views the triumphs here display'd, I have performed is humbly submitted to your Can to such worth refuse his heavenly aid ?” grace's judgment, and to the judgment of all those He said no more-but bade two Tritons sound

gentlemen who are used to entertain themselves Their crooked shells, to spread the summons round. with writings of this sort. But if, through the auThrough the wide caves the blast is heard afar; thor's want of genius, the poem itself should be With speed two more provide his azure car, thought inconsiderable, I am sure it will have some A concave shell; two the finn'd coursers join : distinction from the great names it celebrates, and All wait officious round, and own th' accustom'd

the great patron it is inscribed to. And to whom The god ascends; his better hand sustains [sign; should the praises of eminent virtue be addressed, The three-fork'd spear, his left directs the reins.

but to such as are possessed of great virtues themThrough breaking waves, the chariot mounts him selves? To whom can I better present the chief bigh;

characters of a noble and ancient family, than to Before its thundering course, the frothy waters fly; your grace, whose family is so ancient and so noble? He gains the surface; on his either side,

And here I am proud to acknowledge, that some of The bright attendants, rang’d with comely pride, my relations have been honoured with marks of Advance in just array, and grace the pompous tide. favour from your grace's illustrious ancestors. This

Meanwhile Britannia's king conspicuous stood, I confess has long given me the ambition of offerAnd, from his deck, survey'd the boundless flood.

ing my duty to your grace; but chiefly that valuSmooth was the classy scene, the Sun beheld able character your grace has obtained among all His face unclouded in the liquid field.

worthy persons. I have not room to enlarge here, The gazing Nereids, in a shining train,

nor is there any need of it on a subject so well Enclose the ruler of the British main,

known as your grace's merits. Therefore I conAnd skeetly sing; suspended winds forbear

clude with my humble request, that your grace Their lond complaints, the soothing lay to hear. would favour this ode with your acceptance, and do “ Hail, sacred charge," they cry; "the beauties we

me the honour of believing, that, among the crowd Of Neptune's court, are come t'attend on thee;

of your admirers, there is not one who is more Accept our offer'd aid! thy potent sway,

passionately or sincerely so, than l'nbounded by the land, these watery realms obey;

your grace's most humble, And we, thy subject-powers, our duteous homage

and most obedient servant, See Neptune's self, inferior in command, (pay.

JOHN HUGHES. Presents his trident to thy honour'd hand!” They said; the sire approach with awe profound;

THE HOUSE OF NASSAU. The rite perform'd, their shells the Tritons sound; Swelld with the shrill alarm, the joyful billows Goddess of numbers, and of thoughts sublime! bound.

Celestial Muse! whose tuneful song Now, from the shore, Britannia first déseries Can fix heroic acts, that glide along White sails afar; then bulky vessels rise,

Down the vast sea of ever-wasting Time,

And all the gilded images can stay,

See next, majestically great, Till Time's vast sea itself te roll'd away;

The founder of the Belgic state! O now assist with consecrated strains!

The Sun of glory, which so bright Let Art and Nature join to raise

Beam'd on all the darling line, A living monument of praise

Did, from its golden urn of light, O'er William's great remains.

On William's head redoubled shine; While Thames, majestically sad, and slow,

His youthful looks ditius'd an awe. Seems by that reverend dome to flow,

Charles, who had try'd the race before,
Which, new-interr'd, his sacred urn contains.

And knew great merits to explore,
If thou, O Muse, would'st e'er immortal be, When he his rising virtue saw,
This song bequeaths thee immortality;

He put in friendship's noble claim;
For William's praise can ne'er expire,

To his imperial court the hero brought,
Though Nature's self at last must die,

And there by early honours sought
And all this fair-erected sky

Alliance with his future fame.
Must sink with earth and sea, and melt away in fire. O generous sympathy, that binds

In chains unseen the bravest minds!
Begin-the spring of virtue trace,
That, from afar descending, flow'd

O love to worthy deeds, in all great souls the same! Through the rich veins of all the godlike race,

But time at last brought forth th' amazing day, And fair renowi on all the godlike race bestow'd !

When Charles, resolv'd to disengage This ancient source of noble blood

From empire's toils his weary age, Through thee, Germania, wandering wide,

Gave with each hand a crown away. Like thy own Rhine's enriching tide,

Philip, his haughty son, afraid In numerous branches long diffus'd its food.

Of William's virtue's, basely chose Rhine, scarce more ancient, never grac'd thee more,

His father's favourite to depose; Though mantling vines his comely head surround,

His tyrant reign requir'd far other aid; And all along his sunny shore

And Alva's fiery duke, his scourge of vengeance, rose; Eternal plenty 's found.

With flames of inquisition rose from Hell, From Heaven itself the illustrious line began; Of slaughter proud, and insolent in blood. Ten ages in descent it ran,

What hand can paint the scenes of tragic woes? In each descent increas'd with honours new.

What tongue, sad Belgia! can thy story tell, Never did Heaven's Supreme inspire

When with her lifted axe proud Murder stood, In mortal breasts a nobler fire,

And thy brave sons, in crowds unnumber'd, fell! Nor his own image livelier drew.

The Sun, with horrour of the sight, Of pure ethereal flame their souls he made,

Withdraws his sickly beams, and shrouds And, as beneath his forming hands they grew,

His muthed face in sullen clouds,
He bless'd the master-work, and said; And, on the scaffolds, faintly sheds a pale maliznant
“ Go forth, my honour'd champions, go,

light.
To vindicate my cause below!
Awful in power, defend for me

Thus Belgia's Liberty expiring lay,
Religion, Justice, Liberty,

And almost gasp'd her generous life away,
And at aspiring Tyranny

Till Orange hears her moving cries;
My delegated thunder throw!

He hears, and, marching from afar,
For this, the great Nassovian name I raise,

Brings to her aid the sprightly War.
And still this character divine,

At his approach, reviv'd with fresh supplies,
Distinguish'd through the race shall shine, Of gather'd strength, she on her murderers flies.
Zeal for their country's good, and thirst of virtuous But Heaven, at first, resolv'd to try
praise.”

By proofs adverse his constancy.

Pour armies lost, two gallant brothers slain,
Now look, Britannia, look, and see

Will be the desperate war maintain?
Through the clear glass of history,

Though rolling tempests darken all the sky,
From whom thy mighty sovereign came,

And thunder breaks around his head,
And take a larger view of far-extended fame.

Will he again the faithless sea explore,
See, crowds of heroes rise to sight!

And, oft driven back, still quit the shore?
Adolphus ?, with imperial splendour gay:

He will his soul averse to dread,
Brave Philibert, unmatch'd in fight,

Cnwearied, still the spite of Fortune braves, Who led the German eagle to his prey,

Superior, and serenes, amidst the stormy waves. Thro' Lombardy he mark'd his conquer'd way, And made proud Rome and Naples own his unresisted

Such was the man, so vast his mind! might.

The steady instrument of Fate, His gallant nephew * next appears,

To fix the basis of a rising state! And on his brows the wreaths of conquest wears, My Muse with horrour views the scene behind, Though streaming wounds the martial figure stain;

And fain would draw a shade, and fain For thee, Great Charles', in battle slain,

Would hide his destin'd end, nor tell Slain in all a soldier's pride,

How he-the dreaded foe of Spain, He fell triumphant by thy side,

More fear'd than thousands on the plain, And falling fought, and fighting dy'd, And lay, a manly corpse, extended on the plain.

6 He was then in Germany. 3 Adolphus the emperor, of the House of Nassau. * The counts Lodowick and Henry. Renè of Nassau. 6 Charles V.

: Sævis tranquillus in undis, the prince's motto.

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