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So corn in fields, and in the garden flowers,
Revive, and raise themselves, with moderate fhowers.
But, over-charg'd with never-ceafing rain,
Become too moift, and bend their heads again.
Their reeling fhips on one another fall,
Without a foe, enough to ruin all.

Of this disorder, and the favouring wind,
The watchful English fuch advantage find;
Ships fraught with fire among the heap they throw,
And up the fo-intangled Belgians blow.........
The flame invades the powder-rooms; and then
Their guns fhoot bullets, and their veffels men.
"The fcorch'd Batavians on the billows float;.
Sent from their own, to pass in Charon's, boat,
And now our Royal Admiral fuccefs

With all the marks of victory) does blefs:
The burning fhips, the taken, and the slain,
Proclaim his triumph o'er the conquer'd Main.
Nearer to Holland as their hafty flight
Carries the noise and tumult of the fight;.
His cannons' roar, fore-runner of his fame,
Makes their Hague tremble, and their Amfterdam:
The British thunder does their houses rock,
And the Duke feems at every door to knock.
His dreadful Streamer (like a comet's hair,
Threatening deftruction) haftens their defpair:
Makes them deplore their scatter'd fleet as loft;
And fear our present landing on their coaft.
The trembling Dutch th' approaching Prince behold,
As sheep a lion, leaping tow'rds their fold:

Thofe

Thofe piles, which ferve them to repel the Main,
They think too weak his fury to restrain.
“What wonders may not English valour work,
"Led by th' example of victorious York?
"Or, what defence against him can they make,
"Who, at such distance, does their country shake?
"His fatal hand their bulwarks will o'erthrow;
"And let in both the ocean and the foe."
Thus cry the people :-and, their land to keep,
Allow our title to command the Deep :

Blaming their States' ill conduct, to provoke
Those arms, which freed them from the Spanish yoke.

Painter excuse me, if I have a-while

Forgot thy art, and us'd another style :

For, though you draw arm'd Heroes as they fit;
The task in battle does the Mufes fit:

They, in the dark confusion of a fight,
Discover all; inftruct us how to write;
And light and honour to brave actions yield;
Hid in the fmoke and tumult of the field.
Ages to come fhall know that Leader's toil,
And his great name, on whom the Muses smile :
Their dictates here let thy fam'd pencil trace;
And this relation with thy colours grace.

Then draw the Parliament, the Nobles met;
And our * Great Monarch high above them fet ;
Like young Augustus let his image be,

Triumphing for that victory at fea;

* King Charles II,

Where

Where Egypt's Queen, and Eastern Kings, o'erthrown, Made the poffeffion of the world his own.

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Laft draw the Commons at his royal feetpow and
Pouring out treasure to fupply his fleet: 1 yd
They yow with lives and fortunes to maintain 9
Their King's eternal title to the Main:: 3503 **
And, with a present to the Duke, approve (stal
His valour, conduct, and his country's love. Dk

TO THE KING. THÒN

REAT Sir! difdain not in this piece to ftand,"

GR

Supreme commander both of fea and land:
Those which inhabit the celeftial bower,
Painters express with emblems of their power; 1
His club Alcides, Phoebus has his bow,
Jove has his thunder, and your navy You.
But your great providence no colours here
Can reprefent; nor pencil draw that care,
Which keeps you waking, to secure our peace,
The nation's glory, and our trade's increase :
You, for these ends, whole days in council fit;
And the diverfions of your youth forget.

Small were the worth of valour and of force,
If your high wisdom govern'd not their course :
You as the foul, as the Firft Mover you
Vigour and life on every part bestow:

How to build fhips, and dreadful ordnance cast,
Inftruct the artists; and reward their haste.

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* Cleopatra.

King Charles II.

So,

So, Jove himself, when Typhon heaven does brave, Defcends to vifit Vulcan's fmoky cave:

Teaching the brawny Cyclops how to frame"
His thunder, mix'd with terror, wrath, and flame.
Had the old Greeks difcover'd your abode, ..
Crete had not been the cradle of their God:

On that small island they had look'd with scorn;
And in Great Britain thought the Thunderer born.

A Prefage of the RUIN of the TURKISH EMPIRE: Prefented to his Majesty King JAMES II. on his Birth-Day.

S Truce, well-obferv d, has been infring'd.by, none

INCE James the Second grac'd the British throne,

Christians to him their prefent union owę,
And late fuccefs against the common foe :.
While neighbouring princes, loth to urge their fate,
Court his affiftance, and fufpend their hate.
So angry bulls the combat do forbear,
When from the wood a lion does appear,
This happy day peace to our Liland sent ;
As now he gives it to the Continent.
A Prince more fit for fuch a glorious task,
Than England's King, from Heaven we cannot aske
He (great and good!) proportion'd to the work,
Their ill-drawn swords shall turn against the Turk..

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Such Kings, like ftars with influence unconfin'd,. Shine with afpect propitious to mankind

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Favour the innocent, reprefs the bold;

And, while they flourish, make an age of gold.
Bred in the camp, fam'd for his valour young;
At fea fuccessful, vigorous, and strong;
His fleet, his army, and his mighty mind,
Efteem and reverence through the world do find.
A Prince, with such advantages as thefe,
Where he perfuades not, may command a peace.
Britain declaring for the jufter fide,

The most ambitious will forget their pride:
They that complain will their endeavours cease,
Advis'd by him, inclin'd to present peace;
Join to the Turk's destruction; and then bring
All their pretences to so just a King.

If the fuccefsful troublers of mankind,
With laurel crown'd, fo great applause do find;
Shall the vex'd world less honour yield to those
That stop their progrefs, and their rage oppofe?
Next to that power which does the ocean awe,
Is, to fet bounds, and give ambition law.

The British Monarch fhall the glory have,
That famous Greece remains no longer flave:
That fource of art, and cultivated thought!
Which they to Rome, and Romans hither, brought.
The banish'd Mufes fhall no longer mourn

But may with Liberty to Greece return :

Though slaves (like birds that fing not in a cage)
They loft their genius and poetic rage;

Homers again, and Pindars, may be found;

And his great actions with their numbers crown'd.

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