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1 OF Belgian Provinces by Unions Pow'r
2 Deliver'd in Ramillia's Plain I sing.
3 I sing the Triumph of that wondrous Field,
4 Which rais'd the Fame of pious Anna's Reign
5 Above the Glory of great Henry's Days,
6 And equall'd Marlbro' to Heroick Chiefs
7 In Natures Youth and happier Climates born.
8 O Thou whose Wisdom and resistless Pow'r
9 Has brought to light this wondrous Birth of
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10 Celestial Guardian of this Sacred Isle,
11 Genius of Warlike Britain, who awhile
12 Hast, left eternal Glory and the Sway
13 Of some Triumphant Hierarchy of Heav'n,
14 To shelter and protect these happy Realms;
15 Thou who with blissful Charity inspir'd,
16 Infusest Charity thro' ev'ry Heart,
17 And ev'ry Soul subjected to Thy Sway,
18 Teaching Thy much loud Britons to subdue
19 The Rage of France and Hell by Love Divine;
20 O dart such Rays of that Seraphick Flame
21 Into my Breast, that all my ravish'd Soul
22 May with immortal Charity be fir'd,
23 With Sacred Love of Britain's Godlike Sons,
24 That rais'd to Heav'n by that Celestial Fire,
25 It may attain a Song of wondrous Height,
26 May take a Flight above th'Anonian Hill,
27 And may proclaim thy Wisdom and thy Pow'r
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28 And their Heroick Deeds in such a strain
29 As no fictitious Muse can ere inspire.
30 Now was the Sun in Taurus mounted high,
31 And darting down his Genial Rays from Heav'n
32 Directly to the Bosom of the Earth,
33 Call'd forth each Plant and ev'ry tender Flow'r
34 From out their Wintry, secret warm Retreats,
35 And restor'd Nature and renew'd the World;
36 When the Confederate Troops call'd out by Fate,
37 And by their great Commanders awful Voice
38 Were from their wintry warlike Stations drawn
39 T'appear near Tongeren in fierce Array.
40 Full of that conqu'ring Spirit they appear'd,
41 Which drove the vanquish'd French or'e Blenheim's Field.
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42 And in their Eyes a penetrating View
43 Might easily discern their Triumphs past,
44 And their amazing Victory to come.
45 All Nature seem transported at that Sight,
46 For Tyranny, Oppression, Discord, Fraud,
47 Injustice, Violence, and Barbarous Rage
48 Are all about to be expell'd the Earth,
49 And in their room Simplicity and Truth,
50 Justice, Security and gentle Ease,
51 And Peace and spotless Innocence, shall reign;
52 Therefore all Nature smil'd upon that Sight
53 And Gods, and Men, and Earth, and Heav'n rejoyc'd.
54 But Hell's black Tyrant soon took fierce Alarms
55 Which to infernal Torments added Stings,
56 And to infernal Fury fiercer Flames,
57 And doubled the Damnation in his Breast.
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58 Upon the Steerage of his dusky Wings,
59 Up thro' the Ocean of the Air he sails;
60 In the midway he stopt between the Moon's
61 Resplendent Globe, and Earth's refulgent Ball,
62 At his great Palace there by Magick hung.
63 And thither a tremendous Council calls
64 Of Friends who now were roaming round the Earth,
65 In order to subject it to his Sway.
66 Up strait upon the Wing the Spirits sprung
67 At the Tartarean Trumpets thundring call,
68 And high above the Atmosphere they flew,
69 The World was in Convulsions at the Flight,
70 Earth trembled, sigh'd the Air, the Ocean groan'd,
71 Frequent, and full th'accurst Assembly grew,
72 Direful Appearances, amazing Forms,
73 Which barely seen had Pow'r to look Despair
74 And Death into the Hearts of wretched Men,
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75 And wither in one moment all their strength.
76 As soon as the Infernal Crew were sate,
77 Up from his Throne th'outragious Tyrant rose,
78 His wrathful Forehead to a Frown he roul'd
79 That darken'd all the Sky, in fixing Plagues,
80 Inexprimable Terrors thro' the Souls
81 Of his Tartarean Ministers, that now
82 With sable Wings their flaming Eyes they veil'd,
83 And they who had th'obdurate Hearts of Fiends,
84 They who to all Hells Horrours were Inur'd,
85 They who eternal Torments could endure,
86 They could not bear their raging Tyrants Wrath
87 But shook like Men who frightful Fiends behold.
88 Collected in himself a while he stood,
89 But when the horrid Silence had prepar'd
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90 th'accurst Assembly for his dreadful Voice
91 Thus from his Breast his Rage in Thunder broke.
92 Are ye assembled then at my dread Call?
93 By Hell I thought ye durst t'have disobey'd,
94 So light, so despicable in your Ears
95 Has been of late the Tempest of my Voice.
96 But ye not only are assembled here,
97 But what is stranger, with those cruel Looks
98 And that relentless Air, with which when last
99 I met you here, you vainly made your Boast
100 You would subdue the World to my Fell Sway,
101 Would constitute me Universal King,
102 And pull the Thunderer from his noisie Throne.
103 Yes, yes, ye have the Looks and Meens of Fiends.
104 But O dire Shame, to Hell, to me, to all!
105 Your Deeds are so unworthy the great Name,
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106 So Poor, so Mean, so almost dully Good,
107 That one would swear ye were grown Friends to Men,
108 And Servants to my Rival of the Sky;
109 Can ye be they who made your threatning vaunts,
110 That e'er yon Planet turn'd about the Sun,
111 (With that he pointed to Resplendent Earth
112 As tow'rds the East her Magnitude she rowl'd)
113 It a subjected Province should become,
114 Like these bright Tracts of all surrounding Air,
115 To our black Empire of the boundless Deep?
116 Can it be you who promis'd to or'erturn
117 The Kingdom there establish'd by Heaven's King,
118 Who there bears Sway wherever Reason rules?
119 Whose Empire is where ever Law commands?
120 For Reason is his secret whispering Voice,
121 And Law his proud Command promulg'd to all?
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122 Can it be you who promis'd to extend
123 My Empire over all yon spotty Globe?
124 An Empire rul'd by Men instead of Laws,
125 Where human Passion sways and human Will;
126 Passion infus'd by us, and Will by us
127 Suggested and insensibly inspir'd?
128 Have ye perform'd what vauntingly ye swore?
129 No, tho' your Interest and your Glory both
130 Demanded it: for know Aerial Gods,
131 Where humane Passion reigns, and human Will,
132 There we not only Reign but are Ador'd.
133 Of this be sure Religion come from Heaven,
134 Will ne'er support an Empire rais'd by Hell;
135 Nor can the dreadful Empire rais'd by us,
136 Where Tyrant Man instead of Law controuls,
137 Endure Religion that from Heav'n descends,
138 Cast but your Eyes wherever we command;
139 And Man our Proxy reigns instead of Law;
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140 There Men adore some vegetable Power,
141 Or their old crazy Priest they make their God
142 Or madly to Fanatick Prophets fall.
143 There they bow down to Stocks and senseless Stones;
144 That is, to Us and our Delusions bow,
145 And Tremble at the Gods they could create
146 Why have ye then round Earth supinely roam'd
147 Regardless of the grand Concern of Hell?
148 Or are your old seducing Arts forgot?
149 Or know ye not my Interests or your own?
150 Cast but your Eyes upon her Silver Globe,
151 As through the vast Abyss of Sky she rouls,
152 See that peculiar People chose by Heaven
153 To propagate its Empire upon Earth,
154 Which they, it seems, call Liberty, call Law
155 See how with Hearts too large to be confin'd
156 Within th'Eternal Fences of the Main,
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157 They pass the Limits of the boundless Deep,
158 And every where my Rivals Rule extend!
159 Survey Earths shining Ball with sharpest Ken.
160 What Portion of her Planet can ye find,
161 But where the Glory of the British Name,
162 Or of her Councils or her Arms resounds?
163 Look what ev'n now the Britons boldly Act
164 In rough Germania, in Hesperian Land,
165 In Celtiberian and in Belgian Fields!
166 Mark yon assembled Squadrons near the Dyle!
167 Behold the conquering Spirit in their Eyes!
168 Hell! ye have suffer'd it to rise so high,
169 'Tis irresistible by human Powers
170 Unless by our Auxiliar Bands sustain'd.
171 See yonder their accurst Commander comes,
172 And yonder Conquest towring or'e him flies,
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173 Whose well known Voice, the Goddess strait obey
174 As at his Master's call the Falcon stoops,
175 And his August Appearance is the Lure
176 That brings her swiftly rushing from the Skies.
177 If once he joyns those Squadrons we are lost,
178 His high Appearance, when they once behold,
179 Hell can shew nought so Dreadful and so Dire
180 As can dismay the greatness of their Souls.
181 Ye Hosts of Terrors, ye remember well,
182 That when our fierce Auxiliar Bands sustain'd
183 Our dear Allies in Blenheim's deathless Field,
184 The Britons, though to every human Power,
185 Invincible, were forc'd to yield to Ours;
186 But when great Marlborough came impetuous on,
187 And rallied them with that Heroick Air
188 With which he fires the Warlike Squadrons Souls:
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189 Ye Stygian Gods, what Miracles we saw,
190 How they who Trembled but the Moment past,
191 Before the King of Terror's awful view,
192 Now fought like Gods above the reach of Fate!
193 His God-like Presence in a Moment rais'd
194 Their sinking Spirits and dispell'd their Fears;
195 His Voice, his sole Appearance made them bold.
196 With what resistless Fury they prest on:
197 Drove you with matchless Bravery on our Friends?
198 Tho' I look'd on, and tho' I menac'd high,
199 But all my clamour was in Thunder drown'd,
200 Till French and Fiends together vanish'd all,
201 And Howling sunk thro' Danube's Ghastful yawn
202 Down to our Empire of the Nether Deep.
203 Ye know, ye Stygian Gods, and oft have read,
204 Within the Adamantine Book of Fate,
205 That more amazing Wonders are reserv'd
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206 To be perform'd by Marlborough's conquering Arm,
207 Unless with all our Power we interpose.
208 Lewis by me, and Destiny design'd,
209 T'extend my Empire and exalt my Name,
210 Above all Names that are ador'd on Earth;
211 Lewis, the Great, the Wise, the second Hope of Hell,
212 The Man, the Monarch after my own Heart;
213 Who never yet transgrest my dread Com ¦ mands,
214 But makes them his Employment all the Day,
215 And Meditation all the watchful Night;
216 He, the great Image of my self express,
217 Presumptuous, Fraudulent, Revengeful, Proud,
218 Implacable, Inexorable, False,
219 Ev'n greatly and heroically False:
220 Who watchful as a roaring Lion roams
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221 With Jaws expanded to devour his Prey,
222 And makes Religion his Pretence for Fraud,
223 For Cruelty, for dire Revenge, for Murder,
224 And every noble, every slagrant Vice;
225 O way to banish Virtue from the World!
226 O great Invention envied ev'n by me!
227 His Genius now from Marlborough's Genius shrinks,
228 And unless we support him, he must fall:
229 And can we then forsake th'Immortal Man?
230 Ah no! such Merit claims that at his Need
231 To guard him from our fierce insulting Foes,
232 We raise the noble Arrierban of Hell.
233 If Lewis falls, our Empire with him sinks,
234 We meet a second more opprobrious Fall,
235 For ev'n from Earth, for ev'n from Dust we fall.
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236 O shameful Fall for us who aspir'd to Heaven,
237 For us who made Divinity our Aim!
238 Then Law and Reason will victorious reign,
239 Then Liberty eternal will become.
240 Then odious Virtue will possess the Earth,
241 And every glorious Vice be driv'n to Hell.
242 Exert your selves, ye Furies then, and act
243 Deeds worthy the Antagonists of Heaven.
244 Can ye forget? what? utterly forget
245 What once we acted, and what once we were?
246 Ah no! ye never can, for in your Breasts
247 Some Spirits unextinguish'd yet remain,
248 Some of those Godlike Spirits that inspir'd
249 Our Angel minds in that Eternal Field,
250 When girt with Adamant and glorious Flames,
251 Against the Empire of great Heaven we fought.
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252 I must confess we lost th'Immortal Day,
253 But yet, we fought, ye Stygian Gods, we fought
254 With Spirit equal to the vast Design.
255 Fate gave our Enemy the Field, but Ours,
256 Ours was the Triumph, and the Glory Ours
257 Of great, aspiring, unexampled Minds
258 Who dar'd against the Omnipotent to War.
259 Can ye remember this? Can ye reflect
260 That ye for Angels were an equal Match,
261 And yield at last to Man, to Woman yield?
262 For 'tis a Woman, O ye Pow'rs, destroys
263 This mighty Champion of our Cause and Us;
264 For she directs, she animates, she fires
265 Those who o're Earth the Rule of Heav'n extend.
266 'Tis she who out of pure Despight to me,
267 Contemns a boundless Arbitrary Reign,
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268 And thinks it lovelier Empire, fairer Fame,
269 Upon my Rival poorly to depend,
270 Poorly to wear a Crown that Law may Rule,
271 And to make Reason and th'Almighty Reign,
272 Than be her self a Soveraign Goddess own'd
273 And by the Kingdoms of the Earth ador'd.
274 Had ye the Spirit with which once ye flam'd,
275 There needed not this long and pow'rful Speech
276 The Godlike Cause in which ye stand engag'd,
277 The Cause of Empire and Eternal Fame,
278 Would move alone your Adamantine Hearts,
279 And urge you to great Acts, tho' I were Mute,
280 Behold yon World, that fluctuates in the void
281 Know that's the Victor's Recompense Decreed,
282 Now see your Female Adversary there,
283 See her a Suppliant, Earnest, Humble, Meek,
284 Behold her Prostrate, Abject on her Knees,
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285 And Trembling at that Monarch of the Sky
286 Whom so magnanimously we defy.
287 No, ye can ne're see this and not disdain
288 That she should make that floating World a Heav'n,
289 Which we so greatly strive to make a Hell.
290 Thus he blasphem'd aloud, and while he spoke
291 Th'Assembly all the several movements felt
292 The various Passions that their direful King,
293 Who knew so well their Hearts design'd t'Inspire
294 Now pleas'd, now sad, now trembling, now enrag'd
295 With Envy wrack'd, or burning with disdain,
296 Or with desire of fierce Revenge inflam'd.
297 When he had done, unanimous they rent
298 The troubled Aether with a stormy Shout,
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299 And to the Heaven of Heavens defiance hurl'd,
300 When suddenly a burst of Thunder broke
301 From the Empyrean, and th'avenging Bolt
302 Thro' thousands drives, and thousands lightning Blasts;
303 Then as a flock of timerous Fowl takes Wing,
304 And seeks the inmost Covert of the Grove,
305 On hearing of the Fowler's fatal Gun,
306 That had of old their tender pinions gall'd;
307 So on the Wing th'infernal Angels sprung
308 Upon the Empyrean Thunders roar,
309 And sought the midmost Regions of the Air,
310 And the black Hemisphere and Realms of Night
311 But soon their impious daring they resum'd,
312 And up once more to the pure Aether slew.
313 Among the rest, there was a fantom Dire
314 Of all that fell from Heav'n the fiercest Fiend,
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315 The fiercest and most cruel Fiend that fell,
316 Discord, the Daughter of dire Lucifer,
317 Begot when his prodigious Lust ran high
318 On Pride, when with her hottest Flames she burn'd;
319 Gigantick was her Stature and her Looks
320 Like Demogorgon's were, at which Hell shakes.
321 Her Native Country was the Heav'n of Heav'ns,
322 But Heav'n, as soon as born, disclaim'd the Fiend,
323 With Lightnings and with Thunders drove her out,
324 For Happiness still flies the raving Fiend,
325 And Peace and Joy with her can never dwell.
326 As from her Birth she was expell'd from Heaven
327 So by her cruel Father's dire Decree,
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328 She banish'd was from all the Bounds of Hell,
329 As one who might elsewhere far better serve,
330 The growing Empire of her dreadful Sire,
331 But at her parting, half her Serpent Brood
332 She left behind, and to the very Heart
333 Her own inexorable Father stung,
334 That with the Torment ever since he roars.
335 Thus banish'd from high Heaven, and driv'n from Hell,
336 She among miserable Mortals dwells,
337 A false and most inhospitable Guest,
338 Who all her warmest Friends torments the most:
339 Tho' banish'd from her Father's Realms below,
340 Yet not one Fiend of all th'infernal Host
341 Endeavours to extend, with so much Zeal,
342 The spreading Empire of Hell's horrid sway.
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343 To others, or her self, no Rest sh' allows,
344 Alternately afflicted with th'Extreams,
345 Of burning Fury, and tormenting Fear,
346 And sharp Remorse, with all her deadliest Stings,
347 Arm'd all the Fears and Furies of her Soul;
348 To this infernal Council she was call'd:
349 And when the Whirlwind of Applause was o're,
350 Up rose the Subtle and the Cruel Fiend.
351 As rising, her Gorgonian Head she shook,
352 With all its Snakes, that from their livid Eyes,
353 Shot Hell's blue Fire, and from their baleful Mouths
354 Darted a Thousand forky poisnous Tongues,
355 A thousand Hisses at th'Assembly threw;
356 Each frighted Spectre gave a fearful Start,
357 As a poor Swain that underneath his Feet,
358 Spies a fell Adder bloated with his Rage;
359 And lifting up his angry Crest on high,
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360 Springs back, while to his Heart his Blood retires
361 And none but Lucifer himself had Pow'r,
362 To cast one look npon the raging Fiend,
363 And he himself grew Stupid at the sight,
364 Like old Laoeoon's dismal Statue look'd,
365 That seems not fashion'd by the Sculptor's Art,
366 But shews a Wretch with Horror stupid grown,
367 And petrified with Woe and with Despair,
368 And as the hideous Hag began to Scream,
369 Th'accurst Assembly gave a second Start,
370 Th'accurst Assembly gave a dreadful Yell:
371 With equal fright shall all th'Infernal Host,
372 And equal Horror hear at the last Day,
373 The sounding clangour of th'Eternal Trump,
374 Which universal Nature shall untune,
375 And the bad Angels roaring drive to Hell,
376 Then bar the Gates with Adamantine Bolts,
377 Which then shall to Eternity be clos'd.
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378 Such was her Air unutterably dire,
379 And such her hideous Voice, and thus she spoke.
380 Have we the Patience then of stupid Saints,
381 Ye Gods, to hear all this without Reply?
382 Nay, our insulting Tyrant to applaud,
383 For his unjust and barbarous Reproach?
384 But this, tho' spoke to all, is meant to me;
385 For without me, not all the Host of Hell
386 Has pow'r t'enlarge its dreadful Monarch's sway.
387 Am I of want of Knowledge then accus'd,
388 Or want of Diligence t'extend thy Pow'r?
389 O burning Indignation! O Disdain!
390 O slander, worthy of dire Lucifer;
391 And darst thou thus accuse me falsly here,
392 Upon this Throne of thy Imperial Pow'r,
393 Encompass'd with ten Thousand Spirits round,
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394 By mighty Angels serv'd, and ev'n by me?
395 From whence is all this Pomp, this Pow'r deriv'd?
396 This Emulation of the Thunderers State?
397 Before I knew thee, what wert thou in Heav'n?
398 A servile Ministrel bred to Cringe and Fawn,
399 And flatter thy proud Arbitrary Lord.
400 But I an Emperor made thee of a Slave;
401 Of a base Flatterer, a Blasphemer bold,
402 The Rival and the Antagonist of him,
403 Whom thou so slavishly obey'dst before.
404 Millions of Angels to thy side I drew,
405 I gave them Spirit to assert thy Cause
406 Against thy thundring Rival and his Slaves;
407 In that eternal Day, which tho' we lost,
408 We triumph'd in defeat; O matchless Fame!
409 For we dissolv'd his universal Sway,
410 An Empire by our overthrow we gain'd:
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411 And thou a poor precarious Lord before
412 Becam'st the independant King of Hell.
413 I founded thy Dominion upon Earth,
414 I propagate in humane Hearts thy Sway:
415 For where I dwell not, thou canst never reign;
416 No, there dull Union dwells, there lazy Peace
417 And Reason, and thy hated Rivals Law.
418 Have I not Lewis now for fifty Years
419 Inspir'd, possessing all his mighty Soul?
420 I fir'd that Soul to all those vast Designs
421 That made it worthy thee, and worthy me.
422 His sanguinary Orders I inspir'd,
423 And then perform'd them with this Bloody hand,
424 And all the European World laid bare.
425 'Twas I embru'd his fierce dragooning Slaves,
426 In Fathers and in Brothers guiltless Blood:
427 A Sea of guiltless Blood this Hand has spilt:
428 Thy Rival's Images by Millions I
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429 In Rancour to th'Original defac'd,
430 That thou might'st Triumph o're the vanquish'd World,
431 And Lewis might thy great Vicegerent Reign.
432 If now he flies before victorious Anne,
433 Can I with Justice be condemn'd or blam'd?
434 Think'st thou 'tis to the Woman that I yield?
435 No, 'tis to him from whom thou fledst amain,
436 With this Assembly here of potent Gods,
437 And all the great, th'united Host of Hell.
438 'Tis to that Wisdom, and that Power Divine,
439 Which Day and Night on that victorious Queen,
440 As on the conquering Hierarchies attends;
441 Is it my Fault if that Religious Queen,
442 By ev'ry Action and by ev'ry Voice,
443 Inspires her Britons with Celestial Love?
444 If by thy Rival she is taught t'employ,
445 Great Souls by him and Destiny design'd,
446 And by profoundest depths of Reason fit,
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447 T'unite her Subjects first, and then Mankind?
448 Am I to be condemn'd, if while Abroad
449 Great Marlborough in indissoluble Bonds,
450 The thwarting Interests of the Nations joyns?
451 At Home Godolphin temperates the rage
452 Of Factions, which for Mastery contend,
453 And makes Confusion, which is weakness, yield
454 To Order, which is Strength, as he Above
455 The Rage of warring Atoms reconcil'd;
456 Or causing them t'engage with moderate Strife;
457 Yet Strife, where that prevails, which most agrees
458 With those eternal Laws that Rule the Whole,
459 Mingled the Elements, and made the World.
460 I freely own, that those our Mortal Foes
461 Grow more pernicious to us every Hour.
462 They are come t'Associate now with William's Friends;
463 William, whose Name we Fiends with Horror hear;
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464 Ev'n with his firmest faithfullest Friends they advise
465 Who never shrunk from his detested side,
466 Tho' with a thousand Dangers compast round,
467 By home-bred Traytors and by foreign Foes.
468 Th'audacious Men, who insolently dar'd
469 To set up Liberty and pull down us,
470 When France and Hell reign'd Paramount on Earth,
471 When they had nought but Ruine to expect
472 From such a cursed desperate Attempt:
473 With these they now consult, in these confide,
474 And these victorious Anne delights t'employ.
475 To Spain she Mordant and Ravigni sends,
476 And Montague himself to German Plains
477 Is hurried, in extream despight to me,
478 Where his wise Councils and his pow'rful Voice
479 Threaten my very Being to destroy,
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480 And menace all this dreadful Host in me.
481 Therefore unless we make one last Effort,
482 One great Attempt that's worthy of my Rage,
483 Britain Farewel, and Tyranny Adieu,
484 Adieu, the Reign of Hell's despotick Sway!
485 Britain Unanimous as well as Free,
486 Will soon Enfranchise and Unite the World,
487 But not the pow'rfullest Fiend of all that fell
488 From Heav'n, of all that own thy boundless Sway,
489 Dares make that horrible Attempt but I.
490 And now, ev'n now, I form the glorious Plan,
491 As the Confederates by uniting Thrive,
492 Success continuing will Cement them more:
493 But their Felicity to come, depends
494 Upon yon Squadrons in the Belgian Plains;
495 Should they th'adverse Event of Battle feel,
496 All that Great Anne has done t'unite Mankind,
497 I can with Ease in one Campaign o'rethrow.
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498 Yon Squadrons I have view'd and have review'd
499 With all the Inquisition of my Eyes.
500 I view'd them, and I sigh'd, to find their Heads
501 And Hearts united by great Marlborough's Care,
502 Which makes them the just Terror of us all.
503 But here by Hell, and all Hell's Pow'rs I swear,
504 Hear it ye God's, who rule the unbounded Air,
505 Hear it ye Horrors of th'Abiss profound,
506 Ye black Attendants on Eternal Night!
507 Hear it ye Deities, assembled here
508 In Council, to maintain Hell's horrid Sway!
509 And thou whom all these dreadful Pow'rs obey,
510 Whose Frown makes Gods above, and God below,
511 And all the frighted Universe, except
512 The stedfast Empyraean Tremble; Hear,
513 Hear me great Lucifer, while by thy self,
514 Thy dire inviolable self I swear
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515 That I with Spirit great as the Design,
516 Great as the glorious Cause, and worthy me,
517 I that audacious General will destroy,
518 I those victorious Squadrons will o'rethrow,
519 And still in spight of Earth, in spight of Heav'n,
520 Discord, and Lucifer, and Hell shall reign.
521 She said, and not expecting a Reply,
522 Down tow'rds the Earth she wheel'd her airy Flight;
523 And Lucifer dismiss'd th'Infernal Pow'rs.
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1 NOW in the midmost Region of the Air,
2 Descending Discord meets the Beldame Night,
3 As Westward she her Sable Chariot drives,
4 Old Night the Fury places by her side,
5 And her black shaggy Mantle o'r her throws.
6 As Discord sat by the dark grizly Hag,
7 Discord more hideous seem'd, and Night more foul.
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8 As they were hurried by their coal black Steeds,
9 And the soft Chariot slid thro' Midnight Air,
10 A motley Equipage before, behind,
11 And on each side the Journeying Furies flew.
12 For there flew Treason with her looks askew,
13 And Subornation clad in dismal Black,
14 And Stygian Envy of a livid Hue;
15 And yellow Jealousy with Eyes suffus'd,
16 And faithless Fraud in particolour'd Robe,
17 And Murder pale distain'd with sanguine Dye,
18 And ugly Slander speckled like a Toad,
19 With livid Spots upon a saffron Hue
20 Over her Arms, her Belly, and her Thighs;
21 But Serpentine her Head and deadly Eyes,
22 And from her Mouth she hurl'd her forky Tongue,
23 And hideous was her Hiss, and mortal was her Sting.
24 Then lame Adultery, and Incest blind,
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25 And sly Hypocrisy, with Holy Leer,
26 Came lagging in the Rear with Reverend Gown,
27 And darting many a sow'r Grimace he flew,
28 And sigh'd profoundly with inverted Eyes,
29 And bang'd his Stomacher with sounding Strokes;
30 But all affected was, and all was false;
31 For nervous were his Limbs, and bold his Brow;
32 His dimpled Cheek was of Vermilion Dye;
33 His Chin a Fabrick with two Stories built;
34 His wanton Eye-balls sparkled as they roll'd;
35 His pamper'd side was with a sevenfold Shield,
36 Defended of impenetrable Brawn;
37 His Paunch was prominent above the rest,
38 And like a goodly Promontory hung.
39 The Silver Moon above th'Horizon peep'd,
40 And frighted at the monstrous Scene retir'd;
41 The conscious Stars withdrew their sickning fires,
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42 And Nature that abhorr'd the dismal sight,
43 Redoubled all the Terrors of the Dark.
44 As o're Campania's Viney Downs they flew,
45 The Centinels of Nature took the Alarm,
46 The watchful Dogs in ev'ry Village bay'd,
47 And hungry Wolves forsook their Prey to Howl,
48 And the wing'd Prophets of Nocturnal Sky,
49 The fatal Raven croak'd, the ghastful Scriech-Owl scream'd.
50 When to the glittering Palace they approach'd,
51 Where Lewis in a restless slumber lay
52 Upon th'uneasy Down, from the black Carr
53 Discord alights, the golden Turrets shook,
54 The Doors flew open with a hollow Groan,
55 And the Fiend enter'd where the Tyrant lay.
56 Then throws off her immense Gigantick Form,
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57 And the Gorgonian Terrors of her Front,
58 And Maintenon appears in Shape and Air;
59 And she, who a fall'n Angel was before,
60 Is a decay'd affected Beauty now.
61 When she the Royal Curtains drew, she saw
62 The Tyrant tossing on the restless Plume;
63 Haughty and Stern, and thoughtful ev'n in Sleep;
64 Revolving mighty Mischiefs in his Mind;
65 His Forehead furrow'd by an angry Frown,
66 And on his clouded Brow sate cruel Care.
67 And now and then he gave a fearful Start,
68 And from his Heart drew many a guilty Groan.
69 Ev'n Discord gaz'd with Pleasure at that sight,
70 And the Fiend smil'd that never smil'd before.
71 And canst thou Sleep in this malignant Hour,
72 Said she, when ev'ry Star's against thee leagu'd?
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73 How fall'n, how chang'd from that transcendant State,
74 In which the gazing World admir'd thee once,
75 When thou wert grown the Terror ev'n of Kings,
76 And dreadful Scourge of the Worlds potent Lords!
77 When thou the Earth so rapidly laid'st waste,
78 That Victory came panting in thy Rear,
79 And wanted Wings t'o'rtake thy impetuous March,
80 When Emulous of the Meridian Sun
81 Thy Glory blaz'd, and thou had'st Hope to shine
82 Sole Monarch of the desolated Earth,
83 As he sole Tyrant of the desart Sky.
84 Yet in those Happy, in those glorious Days,
85 No profound Sleep could ever lull thy Soul,
86 And rarely, rarely Slumber clos'd thy Eyes.
87 But all the Day, and all the live long Night,
88 Care kept thee watching, to inflame the World,
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89 And to divide and to destroy Mankind.
90 Now by victorious Marlborough brought low,
91 Here thou liest buried in inglorious Ease,
92 While with unwearied Vigilance he wakes,
93 And ev'n this now the vollied Thunder grasps,
94 That is about to part with hideous Roar,
95 And all thy trembling Provinces amaze;
96 Strike forty Thousand of thy Veterans dead,
97 Strike ev'n thee dead their Arbitrary Lord,
98 And with thy Person kill thy very Fame,
99 Unless this Moment thou prevent'st the Blow.
100 What fatal Hour is lost in soft Repose?
101 Has adverse Fortune cool'd thy tow'ring Pride,
102 Or has Age quench'd thy noble Lust of Soul,
103 And that aspiring Flame that rais'd thy Thoughts
104 To Affectation ev'n of Godhead once?
105 Can he who aim'd erewhile at nothing less
106 Than reigning King of Kings and Lord of Lords,
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107 Can he a Rival bear in Empire now?
108 And art thou to a poor Despondence grown,
109 Of Lording it o'r all this Western World?
110 Yet hast thou Reason to despond indeed,
111 Unless thou art eternally Intent
112 To disunite whom thou pretend'st t'o'rthrow
113 The few Gigantick Hunters of Mankind,
114 Who universal Empire here acquir'd,
115 All of them vast Advantages enjoy'd,
116 Which Heav'n and Nature have deny'd to thee.
117 Cyrus, great Caesar, and the Son of Jove,
118 Young Hammon, led their conqu'ring Troops themselves,
119 Were themselves brave, sometimes to Rashness Brave;
120 And the undaunted Squadrons which they led,
121 When they were Conquerors, were always free,
122 And could a more exalted Virtue boast
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123 Than those who yielded to their conqu'ring Arms.
124 But here Thou li'st supinely at Thy Ease,
125 And buried in opprobrious Sloath, pretend'st
126 To do thy Work by Journey men of War;
127 Yes, by Thy baffled Mareschals Thou pretend'st,
128 Day Labourers, who for Thy Glory drudge,
129 To conquer Heroes fighting for their own,
130 Fierce Warlike People, Thou pretend'st t'o'rcome
131 By the Inhabitants of soft Anjou,
132 Or Squadrons in delicious Touraine bred,
133 And by dejected and desponding Slaves,
134 Freeborn magnanimous Nations to o'rthrow;
135 But Freemen ne're were vanquish'd yet by Slaves,
136 Nor Warlike Nations by a wanton Crew.
137 If in thy great Designs Thou would'st succeed,
138 Divide those Foes, and fight them with themselves,
139 Then by each others Arms enslave them all,
140 And what Thou want'st in Personal Command,
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141 Or Valour; or the Hardness of Thy Troops,
142 Supply by Fraud and old notorious Arts.
143 But take Occasion by the Forelock still,
144 And let no Minute pass, no Moment slip,
145 That may be employ'd to disunite their Force,
146 And by dividing to confound their Pow'r.
147 Such an important Moment is This now,
148 In which Thou liest dissolv'd in fatal Sleep,
149 The Reins of Empire yielding up to Chance,
150 And dead and stupid to the Charms of Fame.
151 But tho' thou slumber'st, know I always wake
152 And Day and Night or'e thy dear Interest brood
153 To cherish it like tender Birds their Young.
154 And now am come, thou dearest of Mankind,
155 Dearer than Pleasure to me, dear as Pride,
156 Dear as the Godlike Pleasure of Revenge,
157 Am come to rouze Thee from thy inglorious Ease,
158 And my own Empire to advance in Thine.
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159 True, said the Tyrant, who had all this while
160 Been shaking off the Downey Bands of Sleep,
161 If that a strong Desire to Rule the World,
162 Inspires and Agitates my High-born Soul,
163 'Tis but to lay it at thy Lovelier Feet,
164 And that the Ruler of the Land and Main
165 May be a happier Slave and worthier Thee.
166 And let the boundless Liberty you take,
167 Which had been Death to any one but Thee,
168 Declare the Boundless Pow'r thy wondrous Charms
169 Have given Thee o're ev'n my ambitious Soul.
170 But why do'st Thou, who hast the Pow'r to pierce
171 The intimat'st Recesses of my Heart,
172 Who rul'st it with as Arbitary Sway
173 As I my self would all the World controul,
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174 So cruelly upbraid me without Cause?
175 Canst thou believe, I poorly have giv'n o're
176 My great Design of Universal Sway?
177 Canst Thou believe I lie extended here
178 Out of a low inglorious Indolence,
179 Or mean Despondence of Success, which ne'r
180 Can seize a towring fiery Soul like mine?
181 No, never shall my Soul Abatement feel
182 Of its high Passion for eternal Fame,
183 But as I Thee adore with fiercer Flame
184 Than all that in my warmest Youth I felt,
185 Ev'n for the brightest of Thy charming Sex,
186 For Montespan, or lovely La Fontange,
187 Or tender La Valiere, so Age it self
188 Does but augment my noble Lust of Fame;
189 'Tis my first Principle of Life, by which
190 I speak, and move, and act, and think, and am,
191 And Lewis, when that fails, must be no more.
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192 O could I but the Weaknesses suppress
193 Of this frail Flesh, and conquer the Desire
194 And Need of Nutriment and soft Repose,
195 As I th'Infirmities have overcome
196 Of my great Mind, extinguishing Remorse,
197 Driving Compassion out, and stifling Shame,
198 Then without Interval the glorious Cares
199 Of Empire should employ my Aspiring Soul,
200 Under which now sometimes my Nature sinks,
201 And I by sordid Elements are forc'd
202 To feed the thinking Parts expiring Flame,
203 And seek new Life within the Arms of Death.
204 But soon I shake off his dull Chains, and then
205 At once to Life and Glory I return.
206 Whether 'twas partial Destiny or Chance
207 That gave Victorious Marlborough the Day
208 In a dire Hour, at Bleinem's fatal Field,
209 (O fatal Field to all my Aspiring Thoughts,
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210 I will forget that ever Thou hast been,
211 And think of Universal Sway again)
212 Yet to the Terror of my wondring Foes,
213 I still recover'd that amazing Blow,
214 Renew'd the fainting Courage of Troops,
215 My Loss recruited and retriev'd my Pow'r.
216 Me canst Thou then of Indolence accuse,
217 Or of Despondence or abated Fire?
218 Me, whose unwearied Care has since opprest
219 The Dilatory Germans on the Rhine;
220 Opprest them on Verona's wondring Stream,
221 And oblig'd Fortune, in her own Despight,
222 Against her worthless Favourites to declare.
223 O I had laid a Scheme which would have sunk,
224 And utterly confounded all my Foes,
225 If Fate in Tempests had not interpos'd,
226 Upon th'Adige and the Rhine I fought.
227 Only with Men, and there I found Success,
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228 In Spain I was constrain'd to yield to Heav'n,
229 For 'twas the loud Artillery of Heav'n
230 That from me snatch'd the Celtiberian Tow'r,
231 And baffled my whole Providence at once;
232 But whence can this transporting Fury Spring,
233 Or what makes this the great deciding Hour?
234 To whom the Fury eagerly reply'd:
235 By that disastrous Disappointment Spain,
236 The Pride for which contending Nations fight,
237 Depends upon this very fatal Hour,
238 Which here Thou squander'st in inglorious Ease.
239 Spain is in utmost Danger to be lost,
240 Unless Thou rousing wilt prevent the Blow.
241 And Spain in Danger will deject our Friends,
242 And give more daring Spirit to our Foes;
243 And bind them in indissoluble Bonds.
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244 Consider how they all prepare t'Unite,
245 England and Scotland stretch their Sinewey Arms,
246 Both eager in a strict Embrace to meet,
247 And for the future like two Sisters live;
248 By their great Mother's Wisdoms reconcil'd.
249 In England too by wise Godolphin's Care,
250 Faction has lost its Ferment and grows mild;
251 The very Tygress Faction is grown tame;
252 The Listless Germans whom thy wondrous Arts
253 So nobly have divided and brought low,
254 Some lucid Intervals of Concord find,
255 And publick Spirit and Will surely leave,
256 Their shameful Quarrels and opprobrious Sloath,
257 If Spain should from thy baffled Arms be torn,
258 That Loss will calm the fierce Hungarian's Rage,
259 And Spirit jealous Venice to declare
260 Against th'Invader of fair Italy.
261 If Spain the Golden Prize of Battles lost,
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262 No Stratagem, nor Violence, nor Art,
263 Can thy exhausted Treasury Supply.
264 And then thy numerous Armies vanish all,
265 And leave Thee to the Scorn of thy proud Foes,
266 Even thy own Slaves (and that's the Blow of Fate)
267 Ev'n thy own vile obsequious Slaves will rise
268 And take rebellious Arms against their King:
269 Then from the Pyrenaeans to the Rhine.
270 Adieu Thy Conquests, and perhaps Thy Crown,
271 But nought, assure thy self can Spain retrieve,
272 But a surprizing and stupendous Blow
273 Struck suddenly upon the Belgian Dyle.
274 A sudden and surprizing Blow struck there,
275 While this the great Campaign of Fate be ¦ gins
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276 Will give thee sure occasion to detach
277 Part of thy conqu'ring Troops to Philip's Aid,
278 To push thy Advantage on th'astonish'd Rhine,
279 Thy Friend the lost Elector to restore,
280 And penetrate to inmost Austria's Clime,
281 Which then in vain shall wait great Marlborough's Aid,
282 That will constrain the Empire to recal
283 The new Supplies to Illustrious Eugene sent,
284 And give thee time to finish Savoy's Fate.
285 That fatal Blow will once again divide
286 Confederated Pow'rs, will Venice awe,
287 Exasperate the fierce Pannonian Mars,
288 Amaze the Germans, and the Dutch confound,
289 Prevent that Union now design'd between
290 The English and the Caledonian States,
291 And in both Realms rekindle factious Rage,
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292 Rouze up thy sleeping Arbitrary Friends,
293 Ferment them still with more fanatick Rage,
294 That our declining Empire will sustain,
295 And will advance thro' all the Christian World,
296 And wipe away the Stains of Bleinem's shameful Day.
297 To whom the grizly Tyrant thus reply'd:
298 O why hast thou once more so rashly rouz'd
299 The Serpent slumbring in my wounded Breast,
300 Which when awake still gnaws my mangled Heare,
301 And greedily devours my vital Blood.
302 O Bleinem! bane to my aspiring Thoughts!
303 At whose Idea all come tumbling from their Height.
304 Bleinem! the Hag that in the dead of Night,
305 My Fancy rides and drives soft Sleep away;
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306 The very Tyrant of my ambitious Soul,
307 Blast to my Hopes of Universal Sway,
308 Which wither ail and die when thou appear'st,
309 And only by forgetting thee Revive.
310 'Twas there by such a rash presumptuous Fight,
311 As what thou now provok'st me to Repeat,
312 That forty Thousand of my conqu'ring Troops,
313 That always conquer'd till that cursed Hour,
314 Were, like ripe Corn in Autumn, mow'd in Heaps;
315 Those Heaps in Ranks extended on the Plain,
316 Too plenteous Harvest of that bloody Field?
317 Which broke the Hearts and Spirits of the rest,
318 And interrupted all my vast Designs,
319 Made all my Friends despond, my Foes insult,
320 And laid my Weakness open to the World:
321 For as my greatness, and my awful Pow'r,
322 Lay in Opinion more than real Strength,
323 Th'Opinion which the Nations had conceiv'd,
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324 Fortune was grown Immutable as Fate,
325 And always would attend my conqu'ring Arms,
326 That fatal Days Calamitous Event,
327 Undeceiv'd all the Christian World at once,
328 And made me grow the very Scorn of those
329 To whom I was most Terrible before.
330 Me would'st thou have repeat, the dangerous risk
331 Of Battle, when thou hast thy self observ'd,
332 That to subdue, I must divide my Foes,
333 And then enslave them by each others Arms,
334 That warlike Nations ne'r were Vanquish'd yet
335 By softer Ones, nor Free born Souls by Slaves;
336 Know'st thou not then, that to divide my Foes,
337 I must remain, not only without Fight,
338 But without War, O Gods, for that blest Hour!
339 One short liv'd Truce would more advance my Fame,
340 And spread my Empire, than ten Victories.
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341 He said, and thus the subtle Fiend reply'd:
342 True, if Fallacious Truce thou could'st obtain,
343 I before Victory would Truce advise;
344 But since thy Foes have been so oft betray'd,
345 And mock'd, all Hope of faithless Peace is vain,
346 Therefore the Mischief ill Success has done,
347 Must be by sudden Victory repair'd.
348 Nor need'st thou run a dangerous risk to o'recome,
349 What lost the fatal Day at Blenheim's Field?
350 What but Presumption grown from long Success,
351 Which caus'd thee to abandon thy old Arts,
352 And vainly to rely on fanci'd Power;
353 Because Aetheral Victory had oft
354 Perch'd on thy waving Streamers, when thy Troops,
355 By odds of Numbers overwhelm'd their Foes,
356 By long Success grown insolently vain;
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357 Thou fondly thought'st t'o'recome on equal Terms,
358 Unknowing of the Troops thou wert t'engage,
359 And wondrous Merit of their matchless Chief.
360 Hence the Disaster of that Fatal Day;
361 But when to your old Methods you return'd,
362 With them Success and Victory return'd.
363 For the prevented Germans you surpriz'd
364 Upon th'Adige and th'astonish'd Rhine,
365 And both their Armies easily o'rethrew,
366 Both by superior Numbers overwhelm'd,
367 And in their Leaders Absence both opprest.
368 Ruine th'Allies upon the Belgian Plains
369 Opprest by the same Odds, before their Chiefs
370 Arrive, before their various Pow'rs are join'd.
371 Then with Success return to thy old Arts,
372 And by Division break their potent League,
373 Thy Orders strait to the Bavarian send
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374 Thy numerous Belgian Garrisons to drain,
375 And swell thy Troops assembling on the Dyle;
376 Then as a Torrent to a Deluge swell'd,
377 Disdains its Banks, and makes its roaring way
378 With dreadful Devastation, so may they,
379 Scorning their Lines, o'reflow th'adjacent Plains,
380 While Desolation marks their hideous Course,
381 And the surpriz'd Confederate Forces leave
382 The same eternal Monument of Pow'r,
383 Which at Morat the fam'd Burgundians left.
384 But Rouze, lay hold upon this fatal Hour,
385 Think that the very next may be too late:
386 This Hour great Marlborough for his Camp sets forth,
387 Whom thou must still industriously avoid,
388 Avoiding Marlborough, Lewis may be Great;
389 Thou hast already felt his nervous Arm,
390 Whose towring Genius all the Genii dares,
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391 Of thy weak Marshals, which before it Cow'r;
392 He the great Qualities alone enjoys,
393 Of all thy Chiefs who are, and who have been.
394 Great Conde's Spirit and his wondrous Fire,
395 Joyn'd with that Presence of commanding Soul,
396 That keeps intirely Master of it self,
397 And Master of the furious God of War;
398 When with dire Looks, and with a dreadful Roar,
399 He Foams, and all the God runs mad with Rage.
400 Great Marlborough has Luxemburgh's dispatch,
401 His subtle Turns, and his sagacious Views;
402 The Wisdom and Sedateness of Turenne,
403 His dauntless Valour with his Thought profound,
404 And vast Capacity, and all that Skill,
405 So admirable in the Art of Death,
406 Which fix'd th'inconstancy of Fortunes Will,
407 And made her doat on Wisdom's Charms divine.
408 Rouze thy self then, beware that fatal Man,
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409 Issue thy dread Commands this Moment out,
410 And let the great deciding Blow be given,
411 E'r Destiny and Marlborough arrive.
412 The Fury said, the Tyrant gave Consent,
413 To the Bavarian strait his Orders sends,
414 His numerous Belgian Garrisons to drain,
415 And swell his Troops assembling on the Dyle,
416 Which to the Army, thro the dreary Shades,
417 Thence to the various Towns the impetuous Daemon bore.
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1 AURORA had not painted yet the World,
2 With various Dyes, restoring ev'ry Hue,
3 That Night had with her miscreant Hand expung'd;
4 Nor were th'Attendants on the Night retir'd,
5 The starry Host of Heav'n, and Host of Hell;
6 And still the wakeful Dog took soft Repose,
7 And still the prouling Wolf persu'd his Prey,
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8 No Shepherds Pipe was on the Mountains heard,
9 Nor Hunters Bugle in the Ecchoing Vales;
10 When the shrill Trumpet rouz'd up drowsy Mars,
11 Death's Bugle in the Chase of Humane Blood,
12 The Beasts of Nature to their Dens retir'd,
13 And the whole Forrest trembled at the sound:
14 The Beasts of Nature fear'd, alas, in vain,
15 Tho' Fate a solemn Hunting had prepar'd,
16 For Man the Huntsman was, and Man the Prey.
17 Before the Dawn, throughout the Belgian Plains,
18 The Garrisons their Tyrants Voice obey;
19 Forth from their several Fortresses they march,
20 From Oudenard, Courtray, Dendermond, and Liere,
21 From Brussels, Louvain, Mechlin, Antwerp, Ghent.
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22 Belgia, that lately cast to Heav'n her Eyes
23 For Help, her Eyes, for Chains her Arms restrain'd;
24 Belgia, the Mother of a Hundred Towns,
25 Now Beautiful, and Rich, and Great, and Gay,
26 Once more with secret Pride her Sons surveys,
27 And once more boasts of her Immortal Race;
28 That joyous lift their towry Fronts on high,
29 As when kind Nature by the help of Art,
30 And secret Influence of indulgent Heav'n,
31 Throws off a long and dangerous Disease;
32 Once more she to her self delightful grows,
33 And once more Beauty and long absent Grace,
34 And Strength and Joy, unspeakable return;
35 So the disburthen'd Belgian Towns rejoyc'd,
36 From which the Squadrons march by several Ways,
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37 To reach the Camp by false Bavaria form'd,
38 And there like Torrents in the Ocean joyn:
39 Now a more potent numerous Host they seem'd,
40 Than that with which the Son of Jove, the East,
41 Or mightier Julius overcame the West.
42 Confiding in their Numbers they grow Fierce,
43 Haughty, Presumptuous, insolently Vain,
44 And their dilated Hearts distend with Pride,
45 Their Lines disdaining with a Roar they pass,
46 And the mad Torrent tow'rds Ramillia rowls:
47 They the Confederate Troops resolve t'attack,
48 Before their various Nations all are joyn'd;
49 Before victorious Marlborough arrives.
50 Now, with a chosen few, rides Villeroy,
51 And falfe Bavaria, to survey th'Allies;
52 With hideous Air, and with Gigantick Stalk,
53 Before them the infernal Goddess strides.
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54 Approach'd Victorious Malborough she finds
55 Arriv'd, and curses the provoking sight,
56 She finds that from His Presence all the Troops
57 Assume Immortal Spirit, and an Air
58 So dreadful that it makes ev'n Furies shake,
59 Ev'n her the fiercest Fiend of all the Damn'd.
60 Now Discord to the Gallick Camp return'd
61 The false Bavarian's Shape and Air assumes,
62 And thus she Anxious Villeroy accosts.
63 Hast thou observ'd, how yon Confederate Troops
64 Inferiour in their Numbers far to ours,
65 Yet carry Conquest in their flaming Eyes;
66 And yet their Veteran and their Boldest Troops
67 Have often fled before the Gallick Pow'r,
68 Whence now this Spirit, this Superiour Fire?
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69 From Liberty the Mareschal strait replys,
70 'Tis from the Bravery of the English Troops,
71 Who with Immortal Liberty inspir'd,
72 And with the Love of Glory all inflam'd,
73 Infect the Nations with Their noble Fire,
74 As Man was form'd to Lord it over Beasts
75 Freemen were pre-ordain'd to vanquish Slaves,
76 And this th'event had shewn in William's Reign
77 Had but His honest Mind suspected Thee.
78 To whom the Fury instantly reply'd,
79 'Tis true, the English merit all our Praise,
80 A Nation Fierce, Magnanimous and Free,
81 Valiant from Freedom, from their Climate Brave,
82 Who in their fierce Attacks with Fury made,
83 And in their firmness to sustain the Efforts
84 Of their outragious and their pressing Foes,
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85 Equal the Warlik'st Nations of the World,
86 But in their Rallying Rage surpass them all.
87 Your Gallick Troops with Fury know t'assault,
88 But never yet endur'd the fierce Attacks
89 Of their bold Foes when obstinately urg'd,
90 Our Germans with much Constancy sustain
91 But when our Squadrons once are broke they'r lost,
92 The English Rally still with greater Rage
93 Than they at first attack th'astonish'd Foe,
94 While with their eager Shouts the Welkin rings.
95 As a fierce Bull who furiously contends
96 For the fair She that has his Heart subdu'd,
97 And for the Empire of the Flow'ry Meads,
98 Recedes from his proud Rival to return
99 With more impetuous Shock, more dreadful Rage
100 While with His clash the ecchoing Vale resounds,
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101 So when the Britons from the Field retreat
102 They rally with no less amazing Fire.
103 But the great Changes of the World below
104 Are brought about by Heav'n and not by Man;
105 For 'tis a Jealous God who rules the Sky,
106 Jealous of Glory and in Love with Praise.
107 And when the Wonders of his Might He shews
108 And brings to pass astonishing Events,
109 Events which all the under World amaze,
110 'Tis not by Strength of Nations that He works
111 For that would look meer Human Might to all;
112 But by select Celestial Spirits sent
113 For that Design from His own Heav'n and form'd
114 Of finer Clay, and in a nobler Mould
115 Than are the vulgar Race of Mortal Men,
116 And animated with Diviner Fire.
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117 That when to all th'astonish'd World they appear
118 With more than Human Qualities endued,
119 Th'astonish'd World may be constrain'd to own,
120 And they themselves confess, that what they do
121 Is by th'immediate Hand of Heav'n perform'd.
122 The noblest Nations have deriv'd their Fame,
123 And all their Greatness from the God-like few,
124 And when These fail them, they are lost, undone,
125 And grow the Scorn of their Insulting Foes,
126 Or are quite swallow'd in th'Abyss of Time.
127 Mareschal, reflect on Ancient Days, and say,
128 What wondrous Acts did Persians e're perform
129 Before or after their great Cyrus reign'd?
130 Say, was not Macedon e're Philip sway'd
131 Obscure, unworthy of the Voice of Fame?
132 And when victorious Alexander died,
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133 Did not its Spirit and its matchless Fame
134 And Empire with the God-like Man expire?
135 The Romans ow'd the Glories of their State,
136 And vast extent of Empire to a few.
137 As by their noblest Writers is confest.
138 As far as now fair England's Glory flies,
139 What had it done before great Edward reign'd?
140 Except but His and Conqu'ring Henry's Days,
141 Where was its Glory till Eliza came?
142 And by Her Wisdom and Heroick Mind
143 Sustain'd the Freedom of the Lab'ring World.
144 With Hers ev'n England's Life and Soul expir'd,
145 And then its Neighbours meanly it betray'd,
146 Or turn'd upon it self its own inglorious Arms,
147 Till at the last the God-like William came,
148 He came, and their declining Spirits rais'd,
149 He gave them their Religion, and their Anne,
150 She Freedom and the Might of Malb'rough gave.
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151 As William was betray'd, undone by me,
152 Mareschal by us great Malborough too must fall,
153 On which depends to morrow's fatal Day.
154 For from His Presence yon audacious Troops
155 Derive the dauntless Spirit in their Eyes,
156 From which they flash intollerable Fire.
157 Ev'n thou thy self, for I remark'd it well;
158 Thou wert agreeably surpriz'd and rais'd
159 When his August Appearance thou beheld'st
160 Worthy the Grandeur of th'immortal Mind,
161 Commanding as the Form of the first Man,
162 While His great Maker's Image He retain'd,
163 And Empire sate upon his Lordly Brow,
164 The World's Imperial Ruler and his own,
165 Before Celestial Reason had been taught
166 Her Subject Passion poorly to obey,
167 And the degenerating Mind debas'd
168 The Majesty and Empire of the Meen.
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169 When e're His Troops behold that noble Form,
170 All His great Actions, all His high Exploits,
171 Present themselves before their wondring Minds,
172 Gelderland conquer'd with its warlike Towns,
173 And Liege and Limbourgh as by Magick rise,
174 And to their view present their stately Tow'rs,
175 Dire Schellenbourg's impenetrable Fort
176 Carried against the Choice of all our Pow'rs,
177 And Bleinem's everlasting Day appears
178 And stunns with Rapture their astonish'd Minds.
179 The Trumpet with its Clangour tears their Ears,
180 And then they charge, and once again they fight
181 Their Battles o're, and triumph once again,
182 And then the World wants force t'oppose their Pow'r,
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183 Whom to defeat we Malborough must destroy,
184 For firmly yon audacious Troops believe
185 'Tis not from Fortune these Successes flow,
186 But from the Wisdom of their wondrous Chief,
187 His vast Capacity, his flaming Zeal,
188 His restless Labour and perpetual Thought,
189 His dreadless Spirit and His just Designs,
190 Indeed so just have been His great Designs,
191 So exquisite His Conduct, so profound,
192 Not one false step in Four renown'd Campaigns,
193 So bright His humble Modesty has shone
194 In still consulting His Illustrious Friends,
195 His Counsellors so few, so justly chose,
196 His Secrets kept from the most piercing Eyes,
197 His Constancy in executing all
198 That has so well consulted been, so firm,
199 His Spirit as a Captain so sublime
200 And as a Souldier so Invincible,
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201 That Mareschal to remove Him we must Hire
202 The fiercest and most desperate of thy Men,
203 For my Bavarians will that Task refuse,
204 Or Twenty Thousand of yon bravest Troops
205 Will less obstruct our great Success than He.
206 Hadst thou beheld at Bleinem's dreadful Field
207 In the Distress of the stupend'ous Day,
208 This matchless Man at once a prudent Chief
209 And a most daring Combatant, supply
210 With His own Valour ev'ry prest Brigade,
211 Each brave Battalion of His fainting Host;
212 For wheresoever Death and Danger flew
213 T'appall His Squadrons with their ghastly glare,
214 There Malborough on the Wings of Thunder flew
215 Till He brought Conquest back and won the Day,
216 Till Fate He with Majestick Meen dispens'd,
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217 And seem'd the dreadful Delegate of Jove;
218 Hadst thou seen this at Bleinem's dreadful Field,
219 Mareschal, thou wouldst of Victory despair,
220 Or else conclude this fatal Man must die.
221 But could'st thou with a sharp sagacious Eye
222 Survey the wonders of his matchless Mind,
223 What Apprehension then would pierce thy Breast,
224 Then what Astonishment would strike thy Mind?
225 For, O the jarring Talents which appear,
226 Uniting all their Factions in His Soul!
227 The Heat, the Cold, the Liveliness, the Weight,
228 The Gravity, th'astonishing Dispatch,
229 The Providence, the Intrepidity,
230 The Fire and the Sedateness of His Soul,
231 And the Revenging Thunder of His Might
232 Discharg'd without a Tempest on His Breast,
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233 Or a black lowring Cloud upon His Brow!
234 Tempests without He raises and He calms,
235 But His great Mind immovable remains.
236 And these great Qualities by turns He shews,
237 Not as His Fancy, Humour, Passion call,
238 But guided all by Wisdom's sacred Law,
239 As he who made this all the Seasons guides,
240 And alters Hot and Dry, and Moist and Cold,
241 By what the changing Universe requires.
242 Is't possible we can a Moment doubt
243 If we this dangerous General shall destroy,
244 Who having these repugnant Talents joyn'd
245 Confederated in his mighty Soul,
246 Talents which none besides of Human kind
247 Enjoys, appears design'd by all-wise Heav'n,
248 Who nought creates in vain to perform Deeds
249 Surpassing all the rest of Mortal Race.
250 Who the great Qualities of twenty Chiefs
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251 Possessing still atchieves the Exploits of more,
252 Whose Passion for his own accursed Cause
253 So flaming is, so deadly is His Hate,
254 And so invincible to us and ours,
255 That not content to act in His own Sphere,
256 And ev'ry Hour new Wonders to perform,
257 He does the Duty with unwearied Pains
258 Of Foreign Generals, which with all their Thought,
259 And all the God-like Greatness of their Souls
260 They were unable to perform themselves.
261 Where-ever the Allies appear in Arms
262 Their brave Battalians Malb'rough's Influence feel.
263 With Him their noblest Actions they concert,
264 He furnishes their bravest Chiefs with Troops,
265 And with unhop'd for Treasure He supplies.
266 Yet while to others He gives Pow'r to act
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267 His own unwearied Vigilence is such,
268 His Care, His Labour, His eternal Thought,
269 As if all others had refus'd to act,
270 As if th'inimitable Man were left
271 With Atlantean Shoulders to sustain
272 The more than Mortal Burden of the War.
273 Indeed whatever has been greatly done
274 In Germany, or in the Belgian Plains,
275 Has under his Auspicious Power been done:
276 For He observing with Judicious Thought,
277 That thro' a tedious War your Gallick Pow'rs
278 By the Division of th'Allies prevail'd,
279 Or ow'd Their Conquests to My secret Arts.
280 Or by their Numbers gain'd their great Success,
281 That They the Field eternally declin'd
282 Unless by vast Advantages sustain'd,
283 As conscious of the Weakness of their Cause,
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284 The Weakness of their boldest Veteran Troops
285 And falseness of Imaginary Pow'r,
286 Which Two set Battles fought on equal Terms
287 Would soon demonstrate to the Christian World,
288 That ev'n in Fight they close Engagement shunn'd
289 Till they had tam'd their most intrepid Foes
290 By odds of Numbers wearied and opprest,
291 He this remarking with sagacious Thought
292 His Conduct in each Point to theirs oppos'd,
293 And chang'd the Form and Fortune of the War.
294 By His eternal Vigilance His Troops
295 Are still too numerous to be flank'd by ours;
296 And while He meditates His great Exploits,
297 His secret, His impenetrable Heart
298 Defended stands from Treason's piercing Eye,
299 (That Caution from great William's Fate he drew)
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300 Then He the fatal Hour of Combat seeks
301 And finds with penetrating Thought, or makes
302 Either half-way, he Bald Occasion meets,
303 Or like a Hunter He persues her Flight,
304 Till she at Bay her clustring Forelock turns,
305 Then in the dreadful Field assails your Pow'rs,
306 Nor suffers you with Fury to assault;
307 For which you by the Christian World are fam'd.
308 Nor wages then a cool and distant War,
309 But presses on you with redoubled Might;
310 And in upon your firmest Squadrons breaks
311 Till with his Horse their shatter'd Ranks he tears,
312 Nor made by Nature, nor by Climate form'd
313 The Thunder of such Fury to sustain;
314 And chiefly, which has render'd Him to us
315 A dangerous and a formidable Foe,
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316 That no Divisions fraudulently sown
317 Among th'Allies might hurt the general Cause,
318 There is but one who breaths th'Aetherial Air,
319 And ev'n that one is Malborough's second self,
320 So careful to augment or to maintain
321 Among the various Potentates abroad;
322 That Union which with a Celestial Voice
323 Great Anna to her Brittains recommends;
324 He obviates growing Feuds, Dissensions grown
325 He reconciles, the Interests He adjusts,
326 And He concerts of each Confederate Pow'r,
327 And in one general Interest mingles all,
328 As Streams from East and West, and North and South,
329 Are mix'd in Ocean's vast Abyss, and lost.
330 He Nations, and their Kings, with Thoughts inspires,
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331 Above all little, selfish, low Designs,
332 And fills them with a publick glorious Fire.
333 In all these things the wondrous Man's concern'd,
334 Which so destructive are to us and ours;
335 With so much Zeal, with such Assiduous Thought,
336 With such unwearied Pains, no length of Time,
337 Nor any Distance of Remotest Place,
338 Nor the Intemperance of Heat and Cold,
339 Nor Pleasures specious and alluring Bait,
340 (The God like Man, alas, no Pleasure knows,
341 But what the Ruler of yon Heav'n pursues,
342 To do great Good and Glory to acquire)
343 No, nor the base Ingratitude of those,
344 Whom Day and Night He watches to preserve,
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345 Nor ought that Earth, nor ought that Hell invents;
346 Nought but the Stroke of Destiny alone
347 Is able to obstruct His generous Course,
348 Is able to retard His noble Speed
349 In the Carrier of everlasting Fame.
350 But with Himself He high Designs revolves,
351 Or those who execute those high Designs
352 With that familiar Greatness He receives,
353 Which makes Him the Delight of all the Good,
354 And the Felicity of all the Brave.
355 As from these wondrous Talents in Him joyn'd
356 All that astonishing Success proceeds
357 Which is become the Darling Theme of Fame,
358 The Theme on which th'eternal Talker doats,
359 So by that high Success is Malbrough grown
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360 The Joy of all the Happy Nations round,
361 The Hope and Consolation of the Rest,
362 The Confident of the most Jealous States,
363 The great Example of Earth's Demy-gods,
364 And the just wonder of the Christian World.
365 But with the Squadrons who his Voice obey
366 So sacred His Authority is grown,
367 So is He honour'd, lov'd, almost ador'd
368 By the brave Souldier His adopted Care,
369 Whom with a pious Father's tenderest Love
370 He guards from Danger and from Want He shields,
371 That when, nor Interests loud and pow'rful Voice,
372 Nor smarting Shame, nor their dear Countrey's Love,
373 Nor love of Glory longer can prevail
374 Upon their fainting Spirits to sustain
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375 The fierce Attacks of our Assaulting Bands,
376 His Meen, His great Appearance fires their Souls,
377 His potent Voice the Squadrons new creates,
378 Gives them new Life, new Spirit and new Hope,
379 Nay, certainty of Conquest and of Fame,
380 But Mareshal for some Time I have observ'd
381 Surprize, and Joy, and Wonder in thy Eyes.
382 To whom transported Villeroy replys;
383 Tis true, with Joy and Wonder I have heard
384 Thy generous Praise of such a deadly Foe:
385 For when so many English have been found
386 Who have with basest Calumnies repaid
387 His mighty Benefits as great and strong
388 As ever Hero on his Country laid,
389 That Thou shouldst do the glorious Hero right,
390 Thou, who by force of His victorious Arm
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391 Art fall'n from such a Height, O whither fall'n!
392 Fall'n from thy Empire, from thy Glory fall'n,
393 From those which Thou enjoy'dst, and from the Hope
394 Of Those at which Thy vast Ambition aim'd,
395 That thou shouldst do the wondrous Hero right,
396 That thou shouldst draw the lovely Features like,
397 And place the noble Piece in its true Light,
398 Shews something so magnanimously great
399 As all the generous English would extol,
400 And God-like Malborough himself admire.
401 To whom the Fury in Bavaria's Form,
402 The Praise I merit not, I must refuse,
403 'Tis not a generous Frailty in my Mind,
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404 But great Revenge, the Attribute of Gods,
405 That makes me just to Malborough's hateful Name.
406 Small Generosity's requir'd to praise
407 A Merit which by all the World's extoll'd,
408 And which in spight of Slanders cankring Bite,
409 Will be th'eternal Ornament of Fame.
410 If keen Detraction could have hurt His Name
411 Or Person, I Detraction would have us'd.
412 For 'tis with bitterest Gall that I extol
413 The Hero, whom to crush I must commend.
414 Since Calumnies have been essay'd in vain,
415 And Slanders of the blackest hue been tryed
416 At once his Fame and Person to destroy,
417 And against Both have signified no more
418 Than Morning Mists against the Julian Sun,
419 His rising Glory has dispell'd them all;
420 'Tis time to try what Truth may effect at last,
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421 And on her own loud Champion turn her Arms.
422 This Hero I in just proportions drew,
423 That thou may'st be convinc'd by the rich Draught,
424 The way t'attack th'Allies with wish'd Success
425 Is this pernicious General to destroy,
426 That whole Brigades less Dangerous are than He.
427 That while yon Troops His noble Form inspires,
428 They will Impenetrable still remain,
429 And Fate will follow him as it does Jove.
430 If then our Interest's pretious in our Eyes,
431 If Victory has Charms for our great Minds,
432 If Glory, if the vast, th'inspiring Cause
433 For which great Lewis steels our nervous Arms,
434 Which is the Empire of the Universe,
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435 Can thaw our Blood, our drooping Spirits raise,
436 We must the boldest of your Men suborn
437 This Formidable Hero to destroy,
438 Or else expect a second Bleinem here,
439 Thou wilt in shameful Bonds once more be led
440 As thou by Conquering Eugene wert before,
441 Or grow the Object of the Peoples Scorn
442 And the Parisian Rabbles Headstrong Rage,
443 And I shall from my Government be chas'd,
444 As from Bavaria I before was driven.
445 The Fury said, and Villeroy turn'd Pale,
446 And look'd with Eyes unwilling to consent,
447 Yet fearful to deny; which when the Fiend
448 Observ'd, she with Imperious Tone rejoyn'd,
449 Think 'tis thy Absolute, thy Awful Lord,
450 Tis Lewis who commands thee to obey,
451 Canst thou assist an Arbitrary King,
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452 To make His boundless Will His only Law,
453 And then examine if that Will be just?
454 Know'st thou not that 'tis criminal in Slaves
455 T'affect more Virtue than their Tyrants shew.
456 She said, when with prevailing Shades the Night
457 Came on, and Villeroy's Confusion hid;
458 Under whose Pitchy Mantle both conceal'd
459 To execute their dire Design retir'd.
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1 WHile Discord by great Malb'rough's Fate contrives
2 T'extend the Empire of Hells dreadful sway
3 The World's Almighty Ruler with that Eye,
4 That sees thro' all th'Infinitude of Space,
5 That sees thro' all th'Infinitude of Time,
6 From th'Empyrean views the Raving Fiend,
7 And to the Son th'Eternal Father speaks,
8 And while He speaks the Angels drop their Lyres,
9 And all their melting Hallelujahs cease;
10 The Heav'ns with all their Jocund Orbs are still,
11 Are hush'd, attentive to the Voice Divine,
12 To which their Sounds are Discord, all the Globes
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13 That rowl thro' Space Immense a Moment rest,
14 A Moment their Eternal Course suspend,
15 And tremble while their great Creator speaks.
16 Behold, he to the Filial Godhead says,
17 With how much Fury our outragious Foe
18 Proceeds His impious Vice-Roy to maintain,
19 Against our Servant and Vicegerent Anne,
20 How against Malb'rough's Life he Discord Arms,
21 And she the fiercest of the French suborns
22 T'assault Him in to Morrow's wrathful Field.
23 Let us against the Raging Fiend oppose
24 One of our Angels burning most with Zeal,
25 And most with blissful Charity inspir'd,
26 Let Him descend and with Celestial Might
27 Resist the Malice of Infernal Rage,
28 And betwixt Malborough interpose and Fate,
29 That he may Conquer and that we may Reign,
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30 And all the Nations joyn in Bonds of Love,
31 And Quiet to the weary World return.
32 He said, the Angelick Bands resume their Lyres,
33 And their transporting Symphonies renew,
34 Th'Harmonious Spheres renew their wondrous Dance,
35 With Hallelujahs Heaven again resounds,
36 Immortal Transport runs thro' ev'ry Mind,
37 Immortal Pleasure brightens ev'ry Face,
38 In Circles the Angelick Bands embrace,
39 And rush into each others Arms with Joy
40 Which Tongues of Angels never can express,
41 And never can the Heart of Man conceive,
42 And ev'ry Circle in Seraphick Song
43 The God of Union sings, the God of Peace.
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44 Next to the Deity there stood an Orb
45 Of glorious Seraphim, a wondrous Orb,
46 Who had the Wings, the Brightness and the Power
47 Of mighty Seraphim, but Human Forms,
48 Of all the bright Inhabitants of Heaven,
49 None burn'd with blissful Charity like them,
50 Or copied th'Eternal Son like them;
51 Like Him in Human Shape they appear'd in Heav'n,
52 Like Him they once had Bodies of frail Flesh,
53 And sojourn'd here in Mortal Limbs below,
54 And long with Death and Dangers here they shone,
55 And Mortal Misery and Mortal Care
56 The Nations to unite in Bonds of Peace,
57 And vindicate the warring Saints below
58 From the abhorr'd usurping Reign of Hell,
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59 From foul Idolatry and lawless Pow'r,
60 And spread Messiah's Righteous Kingdom here
61 Of Sacred Liberty and Sacred Law,
62 And of Religion undefil'd and pure.
63 And here, when they had suffer'd much and long,
64 And bore what none but Godlike Minds could bear,
65 Th'Immortal Spirits broke their Mortal Bands,
66 And swift ascended to the Heav'n of Heav'ns
67 Triumphant, there in Human likeness sate
68 (That Human likeness which on Earth they grac'd)
69 Near to the Son of Man in Bliss enthron'd,
70 And some Resemblance of His Glory bore
71 As of His Sufferings they before had born.
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72 To this refulgent and this wondrous Orb
73 The Filial Godhead thus himself addrest,
74 Ye Host of Seraphim who once were Men
75 Who bore the Misery of Mortal Life
76 Like me, and bore the cruel Pains of Death
77 T'unite Mankind among themselves in Love,
78 And spread my Father's Kingdom over Earth;
79 Which of ye freely will descend to save
80 The Brittish Hero from impending Fate,
81 Him who in Charity the Nations binds
82 And Pious Anna's Conqu'ring Host commands,
83 That we may triumph, and that we may reign,
84 Him Lucifer and Discord raging Fiends
85 Contrive with Hellish Fury to destroy.
86 Forth from the Spirits of that shining Orb
87 A glorious Spirit shoots on gorgeous Wings,
88 Wings with bright Purple and with Gold array'd,
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89 And down before the Sovereign Throne he lights.
90 Of all th'Angelick Sanctities of Heav'n
91 None fill'd the Empyrean with the Fame
92 Of what He acted and He suffer'd here
93 Like Him, no Angel of all Heav'n like Him
94 Breath'd forth Immortal Love to Mortal Men.
95 A Crown of Radiant Beams adorn'd His Head,
96 And wing'd His Shoulders were, and wing'd His Feet,
97 Lightning serene flew darting from His Eyes,
98 And Lightning round his radiant Temples plaid.
99 And in his Face there much Resemblance shone
100 Of Him who once this happy Island sway'd.
101 Who mov'd by Charity for wretched Men
102 That He the lab'ring Nations might preserve
103 Came flying on the Wings of all the Winds,
104 And rescued sinking Brittain from Her Fate.
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105 His Face much likeness of His Earthly Bloom,
106 But a more heightned beauteous likeness bore,
107 For now instead of Misery and Care,
108 And fatal Disappointment, fatal Woe,
109 And all the Frailties that on Dust attend,
110 Upon His Countenance perpetual Youth,
111 Celestial Vigour and Celestial Bloom,
112 And Immortality appear'd, and Joy
113 Eternal, Inexpressible, Divine.
114 On His first Motion th'Empyrean Heav'n
115 With tuneful Shouts of Acclamation rung,
116 Th'Harmonious Thunder of Extatick Joy.
117 When ev'ry Angel clap'd His Golden Wings,
118 And ev'ry Angel struck His wondrous Lyre,
119 And sung His Praise in high Seraphick Song,
120 Who could vouchsafe to leave Eternal Joys,
121 And could to Earth the Seat of Woe descend,
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122 Where he had born what never Mortal bore,
123 To rescue Malb'rough His adopted Care.
124 'Tis like thy self, like thy own fervent Zeal,
125 Thou good and faithful Servant, said the Son.
126 With speed then to the rowling Earth descend,
127 And thereupon to morrow's wrathful Day
128 The Day for Vengeance pre-ordain'd by us,
129 Defend thy Malborough in Ramillia's Plain,
130 And He the Christian World will there defend.
131 But e're the Sun dispells the Shades of Night,
132 Present thy self in Vision to His Eyes,
133 And with Celestial Hope His Soul inspire
134 Of present Conquest, and of future Fame
135 On Earth, and of Eternal Glory here.
136 Tell Him of Provinces by Union's Pow'r
137 Deliver'd in Ramillia's fatal Plain;
138 Lay His own Danger too before His Eyes
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139 But hide th'event of that, that His great Soul
140 And dreadless Virtue may be fully try'd,
141 And may to Earth and Heav'n more glorious shine.
142 With Joy descend, to honour thy Descent
143 On it, a wondrous Birth of Fate attends,
144 A wondrous change in Europe shall be wrought,
145 Ten thousand Terrours shall attend thy flight
146 And Vengeance to amaze the Impious World.
147 The Time by high Foreknowledge pre-ordain'd
148 At last is come when Satan shall no more,
149 Nor his Vicegerent Tyrants plague the Earth.
150 But Lewis was permitted to attain
151 To such uncommon Height of Lawless Pow'r,
152 As Pelgia, Italy and Spain to add
153 To former Countries impiously obtain'd,
154 To grasp the Indies in his Threatning Hand,
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155 And in his Thought the Empire of the Earth,
156 That Vengeance sent from us might pierce him more
157 By his surpizing unexpected Fall;
158 And the Example strike the Impious World
159 With greater Terrour, and our Hand appear.
160 When He who has been fifty rowling Years
161 Raising the Fabrick of his Pow'r to Heav'n
162 Shall find it in a Moment dash'd to Hell
163 By the Revenging Thunder of our Might;
164 When all the Turbant Tyrants of the East
165 From Bosphorus to farthest Indies climb
166 Shall hear their Western Brother's fall, shall hear
167 And tremble at his Ruines hideous Sound:
168 When Men turn'd Atheists by his long Success
169 Shall be confounded and turn pale and shake,
170 And own there is a Being far-above
171 And an amazing Providence beyond
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172 What their weak Minds have pow'r to comprehend;
173 Then Impious War shall vex the Earth no more,
174 But Love Divine shall Human Hearts unite,
175 And Peace shall to the wearied World return.
176 He ended, and the Angel bowing low
177 Towards Earth precipitates his glorious flight
178 While th Empyrean Thunder loudly roars:
179 Th'Angelick Lyres, and Dulcimers, and Lutes,
180 And solemn Organs change their melting Strains,
181 And with fierce Warlike Symphony resound;
182 And when the Instruments Divine repose
183 Again the Thunder bellows thro' the Sky;
184 To that the Instruments again Respond,
185 And thrice the Thunder, thrice the wrathful Lyres
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186 Alternate dreadful Sounds throughout the Sky.
187 Tremendous Signal of Revenge Divine
188 Of Vengeance to be executed now,
189 The Terrours of th'Almighty take th'Alarm,
190 And after the descending Angel fly.
191 As thro' the Atmosphere He wheels His flight,
192 And cleaves with His Eternal Plumes the Air,
193 Of golden Light He draws a glorious Trail,
194 He gilds the paler Moon's Resplendent Beams,
195 He gilds the Silver Clouds with Golden Dye;
196 And all th Illustrious Horrours of the Night.
197 Th'Infernal Spirits from His passage fly,
198 And all the wing'd ill Omens of the Air;
199 And Care, and Pain, and Sorrow, and Despair
200 Fly from His Sacred Presence far away.
201 Before him Peace, Tranquillity and Joy,
202 Immortal Pleasures march before, behind
203 Th'amazing Terrours of th'Almighty march.
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204 As near to Judoignes fatal Plain He flew,
205 Like a descending Star direct He shoots
206 Into the Tent where Mighty Malb'rough lay,
207 And in a Dream fought great Ramillia's Field.
208 But ev'n in Sleep his Passions he controuls
209 With Independant and with Lordly Sway,
210 His very Dream was regular, serene,
211 No Fear nor Rage disturb'd his God-like Mind
212 Whom th'Angel now descended thus salutes.
213 Hail Champion of the Sacred Cause of Heav'n!
214 Hail Ornament of Earth! hail Dread of Hell!
215 Illustrious Soul call'd out by me and Fate
216 To turn the Fortune of the Western World.
217 From the bright Realms of Everlasting Joy
218 With Pleasure I am sent to visit Thee,
219 O worthy Successour to me in Arms!
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220 O Care of Heav'n! O Delegate of Fate!
221 How have I been sollicitous beyond
222 What is allow'd to blissful Minds above
223 For Anna, for Britannia, and for Thee!
224 And yet when I ascended up to Heav'n
225 I neither Her nor thee entirely left;
226 For at my parting I left Friends below
227 O Men, with whom ev'n Angels may consult,
228 And on the Firmness of their faithful Zeal,
229 And on their vast Capacity depend!
230 For all my Friends are Anna's Friends and Thine,
231 And will unchangeably respect my choice;
232 But Hell and Hell's dire Missionaries here
233 With Rage implacable thy Life pursue,
234 For Bleinem in their Minds has fix'd deep Wounds,
235 Wounds which no length of Days can cure, but Time
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236 Exulcerates, and Festers, and Gangrenes.
237 From Bleinem's mortal Day worse Days they expect
238 No less than Ruine of their Empire here;
239 Therefore to Morrow all their Mortal Darts
240 Will levell'd be at thy Illustrious Head,
241 And imminent the Danger is and great.
242 But Danger will but raise the noble Fire
243 Of Thy exalted Soul intent on things
244 Above this groveling and this worthless World.
245 And if thou fall'st, like Sampson Thou wilt fall,
246 And bitterly Thy Foes lament Thy Fate;
247 Whatever for Thy Person Heav'n ordains,
248 Yet Heav'n its Champion never will permit
249 To leave the World inglorious, unreveng'd,
250 A wondrous Victory attends thy Arms,
251 Great in it self and in its Sequel vast,
252 Whose ecchoing Sound thro' all the West shall run.
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253 Transporting the glad Nations all around,
254 Who oft shall doubt, and oft suspend their Joy,
255 And oft imagine all an empty Dream;
256 The Conquerour himself shall cry amaz'd,
257 'Tis not our Work, alas we did it not,
258 The Hand of God, the Hand of God is here
259 For Thee, so great shall be thy high Renown,
260 That Fame shall think no Musick like thy Name:
261 Around the circling Globe it shall be spread,
262 And to the World's last Ages shall endure.
263 Heroes of Ancient Times Thou shalt eclipse,
264 And the most lofty most aspiring Man,
265 Shall want th'Assurance in his secret Pray'rs
266 To ask such high Felicity and Fame
267 As Heav'n has freely granted Thee, yet this
268 That seems so great, so glorious to Thee now
269 Would look how low, how vile to Thy great Mind,
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270 If I could set before thy astonish'd Eyes
271 Th'excess of Glory and th'excess of Bliss
272 That is prepar'd for Thy aspiring Soul
273 When Thou arriv'st at everlasting Day.
274 O could embodied Mind but comprehend
275 The Glories of the Intellectual World,
276 Or I the blissful Secret were allowd;
277 But Fate forbids, to Mortals to reveal,
278 O I could lay a Scene before thy Eyes
279 Which would distract Thee with transporting Joy;
280 Fire the rich Blood in thy Illustrious Veins,
281 Make ev'ry Nerve with fierce Convulsions start,
282 Blast all thy Spirits and thy Life destroy,
283 Thou could'st not tast th'extatick Bliss and live:
284 As one who has liv'd thirty tedious Years,
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285 And ever since his wretched Birth been Dark,
286 His visual Orbs with cloudy Films o'recast,
287 And in the Dungeon of the Body dwelt
288 In utter Ignorance of Nature's Works
289 And Wonders of this vast material World,
290 And has no Notion e're conceiv'd of Light,
291 Or Colours, or the verdant Flow'ry Earth,
292 Or the stupendous prospect of the Sky;
293 If then he finds some Artist whose nice Hand
294 Couches the Cataracts and clears his Eyes,
295 And all at once a Flood of glorious Light,
296 And this bright Temple of the Universe,
297 The crystal Firmament, the blazing Sun,
298 All th'amazing Glories of the Heavens,
299 All the great Maker's high Magnificence
300 Come rushing thro' His Eyes upon His Soul,
301 He cannot bear th'astonishing Delight,
302 But starts, exclaims, and stamps, and raves, and dies:
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303 So the vast Glories of the upper World,
304 If they were set before embodied Mind
305 Would oppress Nature and extinguish Life.
306 For all the Beauties of the World that's seen
307 As glorious as they look to Human Eyes
308 Are little, are contemptible to them,
309 Like glimmering Star-light to the Blaze of Day.
310 For Thee let this suffize the Share of Bliss
311 And Glory that's prepar'd for Thee above,
312 Is such as shall distinguish Thee from most:
313 For since the Glory of the Just in Heav'n
314 Is equal to their Charity on Earth,
315 What must be thine who labour'st to unite,
316 Who labour'st to felicitate a World.
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317 I say not this to fortifie thy Mind
318 Against the Fear of Death, Thou hast no Fear,
319 For Thou hast been familiar with Him long,
320 Been often dauntless with Him Face to Face,
321 And calmly look'd upon His Gorgon Eye,
322 As finding nothing there t'affright a Soul
323 That conscious is of Glory, Bliss and Life,
324 Unbounded all as vast Eternity.
325 Ev'n I not more intrepid was on Earth
326 Than Thou, nor am not more undaunted now:
327 But this is said, that on this dreadful Day
328 Thou may'st do Deeds that may excel ev'n thine,
329 And surpass Him who all the World transcends.
330 Thou shalt have Millions of Immortal Minds
331 Glorious Spectators of thy Immortal Acts,
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332 And tow'ring o're Thee still Thou shalt behold
333 Bright Victory and me, he said, and now
334 The stormy Drum awak'd the Pow'rs of War,
335 And now the Angel disappears from sight,
336 And His Bright Shape dissolves into the Morn.
The End of the Fourth Book.
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1 FULL of the glorious Vision Malborough wakes,
2 For when the Angel vanish'd from His Eyes,
3 He shot half Heav'n into the Heroes Mind,
4 His Mind was with Immortal Hope inspir'd,
5 Celestial Confidence, Celestial Fire,
6 A Flame that in his noble Breast aspir'd
7 To things above the Greatness of this World,
8 And Joy which Human Hearts can ne're conceive,
9 Unspeakable, Transporting, yet Serene,
10 Wisdom's Serene Companion and Her Friend,
11 Prophetick of Felicity and Fame.
12 Awak'd, He rises from His Bed in haste,
13 And after Him in hast the Sun arose,
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14 Impatient to behold his wondrous Deeds.
15 Gazing He sees the Grandeur of his Meen
16 Exalted with a Dreadful Majesty;
17 And all the Honours heightned of His Eyes,
18 And all th'Heroick Virtues of His Mind,
19 All but His great Contempt of Death encreas'd,
20 For that was Sovereign in His Soul before,
21 And while the Sun above th'Horizon rose
22 Ten thousand brighter Glories from the Skies
23 Descended to behold, or to assist
24 In the Contention of th'Eternal Day.
25 For the Immortal Day was to decide
26 No trifling small Affairs, no mean Dispute,
27 The Limits of small Kingdoms, or the Bounds
28 Of poor Provincial Tributary Lords,
29 But the Contention of th'Eternal Day
30 Was to decide in great Ramillia's Field,
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31 If God should reign o're His own Works below,
32 Or Hell usurp them with Tyrannick Sway.
33 And now the dreadful Trumpet sounds to Arms,
34 When distant Clangours are like Ecchoes heard,
35 Th'Angelick Trumpet of Celestial Fame,
36 Which to Immortal Deeds excites their Souls.
37 And now they march t'attack th'embattel'd Foe,
38 And now in terrible Array appear,
39 Awaiting their Commanders Awful Voice,
40 Like Tempests low'ring in the Heav'ns they look
41 That black'ning all the Sky in silence stand
42 Before th'outragious Wrack of Heav'n begins,
43 Like the Virgilian God of Winds their Chief,
44 Who musters sounding Storms and rules their Rage.
45 With pleasure He their Martial Eyes surveys
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46 And finds them with Heroick Rage inspir'd,
47 He finds they want no Speech to raise their Souls
48 To mightiest Deeds, for in their Eyes He sees
49 They have already gain'd the glorious Day.
50 Up to the Heav'ns His Eyes the Hero casts,
51 And there the Angel with His flaming Sword
52 And Victory with Eagles Wings He spies
53 Towring along the vast Aethereal Space.
54 And now a glorious Flame from Heav'n descends
55 And agitates and shakes His mighty Soul:
56 And this is the first Hour that e're He found
57 Its Movements difficult to be restrain'd,
58 With Ardor strait He gives the fatal Word,
59 And now the Trumpet sounds the dreadful Charge,
60 And like the last Eternal Trump it sounds,
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61 For now at hand the End of Time appears,
62 And the expiring Worlds last ghastful Hour,
63 For Hideous is the Face of Nature now,
64 The Heav'ns are all on fire, the Welkin burns,
65 Earth trembles, and the Air tormented groans.
66 The warring Elements, Earth, Air and Fire
67 Are raging in stupend'ous motion all,
68 And Earth with Air confounded, and with Fire.
69 And Bursts of horrid Thunder rend the Heav'ns
70 And seem to be expiring Natures Groans;
71 But no swift Motion, no Impetuous Rage
72 Of missive Earth, or of exploded Air,
73 Or of expanded Fire can equal half
74 Th'outragious Motions of undaunted Minds
75 Divinely swift in Tenements of Clay.
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76 While to th'Attack th'embattell'd Squadrons move,
77 And clashing with amazing Fury joyn,
78 On one side th'Angel and bright Victory,
79 On th'other Discord with th'Infernal Pow'rs
80 And all the Auxiliaries of Heaven and Hell
81 Their mighty Movements for a while suspend
82 The Motions of frail Mortals to behold,
83 Who Transports of Immortal Fury shew
84 Above the weak Condition of poor Dust
85 Above the frail Concerns of wretched Men.
86 While wondring they behold with all their Eyes
87 The whole Confederate and the Gallick Pow'rs
88 Raging and working like divided Seas
89 Which Adverse Storms against each other drive,
90 While Jove's Artillery rattling o're them flies,
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91 All their admiring Eyes are chiefly bent
92 On Malborough's ev'ry Motion, ev'ry Look,
93 Next Him Argyle drew all their wondring Eyes,
94 Argyle the Young, the Beautiful, the Brave,
95 Fit for deep Counsels ev'n in early Bloom,
96 Of Thought profound, without Experience Wise,
97 Without the Ruinous Expence of Years;
98 In Counsel all Sedateness and all Thought
99 But in the Bloody Field all Rage, all Fire;
100 Champion of Union in the Bloody Field,
101 Where still the God-like Youth made War for Peace.
102 In Cabinets He Union too advis'd,
103 And in grave Senates constantly He strove
104 The jarring Nations to unite in Love.
105 With dreadful Majesty great Malborough march'd,
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106 And like the fancied God of War He look'd,
107 When He flies Thund'ring o're the Plains of Thrace,
108 And Terrours march before His Iron Carr,
109 And sounding Devastation comes behind.
110 Argyle was like the fancied God of Love
111 When He contracts His Brow and bends His Bow,
112 And drawing his Inevitable Shafts
113 Wounds deeply Human Breasts t'unite their Hearts.
114 Without their furious Britons both appear,
115 And Foreign Squadrons to the Charge they lead.
116 But Germans, Danes and Dutch turn Britons all
117 When Britons Genius in its God-like Chiefs
118 Shines out, and fires them to Immortal Deeds,
119 And leads them to the Charge, unknowing to retire.
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120 O would some Angel give me force to paint
121 The dreadful stalk of Discords sounding March,
122 Between conflicting Hosts, before her march'd
123 Ten thousand Terrours, Natives all of Hell,
124 Commanded by their grizly Monarch Death.
125 Each stride entrench'd the Earth on which she strode,
126 The Air was tempested, the Aether frown'd,
127 Mean while the Snaky Horrours of her Head
128 Were wrapt in pitchy Clouds, from which her Eyes
129 Red Lightning Dart, and Thunder was her Voice.
130 As sternly she the Field of Death surveys,
131 And finds that Fate in ev'ry other part
132 Was doubtful, but where mighty Malb'rough shin'd,
133 There Victory, there Destiny declar'd;
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134 She gives a monstrous Yell that frighting shakes
135 The utmost Fortresses of Belgian Land;
136 The Mountains tremble at the horrid Din,
137 The Vales re-bellow to the monstrous Roar.
138 When thus the Terrours and their grizly King
139 The Fury in a frightful Tone accosts.
140 Have ye then found an over-match at last?
141 Are ye contented basely to submit
142 To the Efforts of yon Confederate Pow'rs?
143 O're which till Malb'rough at their Head appear'd
144 Ye always have prevail'd, nay now prevail
145 O're Squadrons which remote from Him engage,
146 But see He comes, this Thunderbolt of War!
147 Look how against the Storm He Headlong drives!
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148 By all that's Impious upon us He drives!
149 Nay now, He's in the midst of us! He's here!
150 He unconcern'd and only we amaz'd!
151 Is it then possible that one frail Man
152 Can thus resist the Force of all your Pow'rs,
153 And drive you frighted back upon your Friends?
154 And can ye poorly bear th'extream Affront?
155 Ye Host of Terrours and thou grizly Death,
156 If ye are Terrours arm'd with deadly Stings,
157 If thou art Death, my cruel Off-spring Death,
158 And not an empty Bugbear to scare Boys;
159 Oh fly, oh seize, dispatch th'audacious wretch
160 Oh pierce Him, stab Him in the vitall st Part!
161 Ha! how agast with stupid Eyes thou star'st,
162 To see this Briton amidst all thy Pow'rs
163 Serene, and with a Dauntless Brow appear!
164 Thou Fool! with all this Calm and Dreadless Brow,
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165 This is no God, but a meer Mortal Man,
166 As subject to Thy Arm as the vile Slave.
167 Muster Thy Terrours then in dire Array!
168 And scare this hitherto undaunted Brave,
169 Then, then be ready with thy Fatal Dart,
170 Let me alone to give Thee certain aim
171 And so dispatching one we conquer all.
172 But who, tho' Master of an Angel's Force,
173 An Angel's Genius, and an Angel's Voice,
174 Of Song Celestial, Eloquence Divine,
175 Can worthily describe in dreadful Style
176 The fearful March of the Infernal Pow'rs
177 Who now prepare t'attack great Malb'rough's Life!
178 Grim Death his meager Skeleton expands
179 Into a Form Immense, then musters all
180 His Terrours in astonishing Array,
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181 And charges them t'appear to Mortal Eyes.
182 His Terrours put on their most hideous Forms,
183 Forms which with Horrour Nature sees and shakes,
184 And from its Out-works Trembling Life retreats,
185 And to the Heart its Cittadel retires.
186 In Phalanx then the Hero they assail,
187 The God-like Hero views them and reviews,
188 Considers them, disdains them and repells:
189 But into Madness starts the generous Steed
190 At the dire sight, he flies, he bounds, he foams,
191 Flashes of Lightning from his Eye-Balls flie,
192 And from his Nostrils curling Clouds of Smoak;
193 Then shrieking on his hindmost Feet he springs,
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194 Then groans, and floundring with his Rider falls.
195 The Gaul and the Bavarian rend the Sky,
196 Discord returns the Roar of vast Applause,
197 And Death and all th'Infernal Pow'rs rejoyce;
198 But thro' th'Allies a mortal Murmur runs,
199 And all their Spirit's with their Hero fall'n,
200 And Victory has Charms for them no more;
201 The Heavn'ly Spirits are themselves concern'd,
202 And for a Moment wonder what this means,
203 And doubt least they mistook the Voice of Fate.
204 The Ruffians now whom Discord had suborn'd
205 Present a Hundred Fusees at His Life,
206 At once an Hundred Fiery Globes discharge,
207 But a strong unseen Hand diverts them all.
208 Grim Death bestrides Him with a Gyant stride,
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209 And scowls upon Him with a Wall-ey'd glare;
210 Then lifting brandishes His fatal Dart,
211 Yet wants the pow'r to strike but looks askew,
212 And cannot bear the Heroes dauntless Eye,
213 When Discord cries aloud, O strike my Son!
214 Is not our dreadful Adversary fall'n,
215 Yes from the Pinnacle of Glory fall'n,
216 Fall'n in a Moment to the abjectest State?
217 O foolish Sentence! Judgment falsly past!
218 For hear the Angel in th'Aethereal Space.
219 O greatest Thou, he cries, of Mortal Men,
220 Who art as Dauntless in the Arms of Death
221 As we whom Heav'n has plac'd above His reach!
222 Serene as when Thou o'recam'st at Bleinem's Field!
223 Then Conquest saw Thee Humble and Serene,
224 Death finds Thee firm and undejected now.
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225 O greatest Thou, he cries, of Mortal Men,
226 Courage surpassing Human, God-like State,
227 Which nothing can depress and nothing raise!
228 Never was Mortal more severly tryed,
229 But now 'tis past, and perfect art Thou found,
230 And worthy found to free the Lab'ring World.
231 For since within the very Arms of Death
232 Thou hast the high Security enjoy'd
233 Of Blissful Beings who can die no more,
234 Thou shalt their high Felicity enjoy,
235 For thy unshaken Mind can bear it all.
236 What Angels dictate, and what Angels do
237 (Whose Words and Acts are swifter than our Thoughts)
238 In Moments, Mortals cannot speak in Hours.
239 Down He comes shooting on His Golden Wings,
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240 And on the Spot in all His Glory lights
241 Where in the Arms of Death His Malb'rough lay.
242 The Hero quicken'd by th'approach of Heav'n
243 Springs from th'embrace of Death, and on His Feet
244 As swift as are the Wings of Lightning Bounds.
245 The Heavenly Spirits in th'Aetherial Space,
246 And all the Empyrean Shouts for Joy,
247 When He who while He sojourn'd here on Earth
248 First His Command to God-like Malbro' gave,
249 Sent down from Heaven now gives it Him once more.
250 The Troops are wild with extasie of Joy
251 To see their General from the Bonds of Death
252 To Conpuest and Eternal Glory rise;
253 Death from Immortal Splendour roaring flies
254 And yelling Discord flies from Love Divine.
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255 Now the Brave Squadrons to His Aid arrive,
256 And now another fiery Steed present,
257 And with their cries the eager Hero urge
258 To lead them on to everlasting Fame,
259 The Hero mounts, the Squadrons rend the Skies,
260 Mounting with Him to Heav'n their Spirits soar.
261 The Hero mounts, but Discord while He mounts
262 And Death outragious to be thus repuls'd
263 Level a Canon at His Sacred Head,
264 But from His Sacred Head the pondrous Ball
265 Diverted, Bringfield who remounts Him kills,
266 And consecrates Him to Eternal Fame
267 Who dies for such a Chief in such a Cause.
268 Thro' the Confederate Troops the Angel now
269 The Spirit of Celestial Union spreads,
270 And He who while he sojourn'd here on Earth
271 First bound the Nations in the Bonds of Love
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272 Is sent from Heav'n that Union to confirm
273 And to augment in great Ramillia's Field.
274 Malb'rough remounted feels the Joys of Heav'n,
275 The Wisdom and the Force of Gods He feels.
276 And now He leads the shouting Squadrons on
277 Daring as if they were Immortal all;
278 With Hearts and Souls unanimous they advance,
279 United as they were one Nation all,
280 One Family, Relations all, and Friends.
281 One Interest have They all, one Noble Cause,
282 With Fury inexpressible They advance,
283 And greatly each resolves to Die for all.
284 The French who brave Resistance made till now,
285 Now can Their fierce Attacks no longer bear.
286 They can no longer bear their very Eyes
287 And fatal Meens, but fainting all recoil,
288 And Death and Discord with their Hell-born Host
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289 Headlong upon their Gallick Friends are diven,
290 The routed Gauls Divide, Disband, Disperse,
291 They flie, the Angel waves His Flaming Sword,
292 At which expected Signal on the Wing
293 Th'Amazing Terrours of th'Almighty stoop,
294 And persecute and plague their broken Rear;
295 Make some precipitate their shameful Flight,
296 While others basely beg for wretched Life,
297 And others Trembling Faint, and Sink, and Die
298 Thus Discord and the Gaul were forc'd to yield
299 To Malb'rough and to Union's Sacred Pow'r.
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Title (in Source Edition): THE BATTLE OF RAMILLIA: OR, THE Power of UNION.<