His loss supply'd, now all our fears
Are, that the Nymph should melt in tears.
Then, fairest Chloris! comfort take,
For his, your own, and for our fake;
Left his fair foul, that lives in you,
Should from the world for ever go.
HLORIS! what 's eminent we know, Muft for fome caufe be valued fo: Things without ufe, though they be good, Are not by us fo understood.
The early rofe, made to display
Her blushes to the youthful May,
Doth yield her sweets, fince he is fair,
And courts her with a gentle air.
Our stars do fhew their excellence,
Not by their light, but influence:
When brighter comets, fince ftill known,
Fatal to all, are lik'd by none.
So, your admired beauty still
Is, by effects, made good or ill.
Upon our late Lofs of the Duke of CAMBRIDGE.
HE failing bloffoms which a young plant bears,
Engage our hope for the fucceeding years:
And hope is all which art or nature brings,
At the first trial, to accomplish things.
Mankind was firft created an effay;
That ruder draught the Deluge wash'd away,
How many ages pafs'd, what blood and toil,
Before we made one Kingdom of this Isle!
How long in vain had nature striv'd to frame
A perfect princefs, ere her Highness came ?
For joys fo great we must with patience wait,
'Tis the fet price of happiness complete.
As a first-fruit, Heaven claim'd that lovely boy:
The next shall live, and be the nation's joy.
INSTRUCTIONS to a PAINTER, For the Drawing of the Pofture, and Progrefs, of his MAJESTY'S Forces at Sea, under the Command of his HIGHNESS-ROYAL: Together with the Battle, and Victory, obtained over the DUTCH, June 3, 1665.
IRST draw the fea; that portion, which between The greater world, and this of ours, is seen: Here place the British, there the Holland fleet, Vaft floating armies! both prepar'd to meet. Draw the whole world, expecting who should reign, After this combat, o'er the conquer'd Main. Make Heaven concern'd, and an unusual star Declare th' importance of th' approaching war. Make the sea shine with gallantry, and all The English youth flock to their Admiral, The valiant Duke! whose early deeds abroad, Such rage in fight, and art in conduct show'd.
His bright sword now a dearer interest draws,
His Brother's glory, and his country's cause.
Let thy bold pencil, hope and courage spread
Through the whole navy, by that Hero led:
Make all appear, where fuch a prince is by,
Refolv'd to conquer, or refolv'd to die.
With his extraction, and his glorious mind,
Make the proud fails fwell, more than with the wind
Preventing cannon, make his louder fame
Check the Batavians, and their fury tame.
So hungry wolves, though greedy of their prey,.
Stop, when they find a lion in their way.
Make him beftride the ocean, and mankind
Afk his confent to use the fea and wind:
While his tall ships in the barr'd Channel stand,
He grafps the Indies in his armed hand.
Paint an east-wind, and make it blow away
The excufe of Holland for their navy's stay:
Make them look pale, and, the bold Prince to shun,
Through the cold north, and rocky regions run.
To find the coast where morning first appears,
By the dark Pole the wary Belgian steers;
Confeffing now, he dreads the English more
Than all the dangers of a frozen fhore;
While from our arms, fecurity to find,
They fly fo far, they leave the day behind.
Defcribe their fleet abandoning the sea,
And all their merchants left á wealthy prey,
Our first fuccefs in war make Bacchus crown,
And half the vintage of the year our own.
The Dutch their wine and all their brandy lose ;
Difarm'd of that, from which their courage grows :
While the glad English, to relieve their toil,
In Healths to their great Leader drink the spoil.
His high commands to Afric's coast extend,
And make the Moors before the English bend :
Those barbarous pirates willingly receive
Conditions, fuch as we are pleas'd to give.
Deferted by the Dutch, let nations know,
We can our own and their great business do:
Falfe friends chaftife, and common foes restrain,
Which, worse than tempefts, did infeft the Main.
Within those Streights, make Holland's Smyrna fleet
With a small squadron of the English meet :
Like falcons these, those like a numerous flock
Of fowl, which fcatter to avoid the shock.
There paint confusion in a various shape,
Some fink, fome yield, and flying fome escape.
Europe and Africa, from either shore,
Spectators are, and hear our cannon roar :
While the divided world in this agree,
Men that fight fo, deferve to rule the fea.
But, nearer home, thy pencil use once more,
And place our navy by the Holland shore;
The world they compass'd while they fought with Spain;
But here already they resign the Main :
Those greedy mariners, out of whose way
Diffufive nature could no region lay,
At home, preferv'd from rocks and tempefts, lie;
Compell'd, like others, in their beds to die.
Their fingle towns th' Iberian armies preft;
We all their Provinces at once invest:
And in a month ruin their traffick more,
Than that long war could in an age before.
But who can always on the billows lie?
The watery wilderness yields no fupply.
Spreading our fails, to Harwich we refort,
And meet the Beauties of the British court.
Th' illuftrious Duchefs, and her glorious train,
(Like Thetis with her nymphs) adorn the Main.
The gazing Sea-Gods, fince the Paphian Queen
Sprung from among them, no fuch fight had seen.
Charm'd with the graces of a troop so fair,
Thofe deathlefs Powers for us themselves declare :
Refolv'd the aid of Neptune's Court to bring;
And help the nation where fuch Beauties spring:
The foldier here his wafted store fupplies,
And takes new valour from the Ladies' eyes.
Mean-while, like bees when stormy winter 's gone,
The Dutch (as if the fea were all their own)
Defert their ports; and, falling in their way,
Our Hamburgh merchants are become their prey.
Thus flourish they, before th' approaching fight;
As dying tapers give a blazing light.
To check their pride, our fleet half victual'd goes 3
Enough to ferve us till we reach our foes.
Who now appear so numerous and bold,
The action worthy of our arms we hold.
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