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XXX.

That old unqueftion'd pirate of the land,

Proud Rome with dread the fate of Dunkirk heard;
And trembling wish'd behind more Alps to ftand,
Although an Alexander were her guard.
XXXI.

By his command we boldly crofs'd the line,
And bravely fought where southern stars arise ;
We trac'd the far-fetch'd gold unto the mine,
And that which brib'd our fathers made our prize.
XXXII.

Such was our prince; yet own'd a foul above
The highest acts it could produce to show :
Thus poor mechanic arts in public move,
Whilft the deep fecrets beyond practice go.
XXXIII.

Nor dy'd he when his ebbing fame went less,
But when fresh laurels courted him to live:
He feem'd but to prevent fome new fuccefs,
As if above what triumphs earth could give.
XXXIV.

His latest victories ftill thickest came,

As, near the center, motion doth increase;
Till he, prefs'd down by his own weighty name,
Did, like the vestal, under spoils decease.

XXXV.

But firft the ocean as a tribute fent

The giant prince of all her watery herd; And th' ifle, when her protecting genius went, Upon his obfequies loud fighs conferr'd.

XXXVI.

No civil broils have fince his death arose,
But faction now by habit does obey;
And wars have that refpect for his repofe,
As winds for halcyons, when they breed at fea.
XXXVII.

His ashes in a peaceful urn shall reft,

His name a great example ftands, to show How ftrangely high endeavours may be blest, Where piety and valour jointly go.

ASTRE A RED U X.

A Poem on the happy Reftoration and Return of his facred Majefty CHARLES II, 1660.

"Jam redit & virgo, redeunt Saturnia regna." VIRG.
The laft great age foretold by facred rhimes
Renews it's finifh'd courfe: Saturnian times
Roll round again.

NOW with a general peace the world was bleft,

While our's, a world divided from the reft,

A dreadful quiet felt, and worfer far

Than arms, a fullen interval of war:

Thus when black clouds draw down the labouring skies,
Ere yet abroad the winged thunder flies,
An horrid ftillnefs firft invades the ear,
And in that filence we the tempeft fear.
Th' ambitious Swede, like reftless billows toft,
On this hand gaining what on that he loft,

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Though in his life he blood and ruin breath'd,
To his now guideless kingdom peace bequeath'd.
And heaven, that seem'd regardless of our fate,
For France and Spain did miracles create ;
Such mortal quarrels to compofe in peace
As nature bred, and intereft did increase.
We figh'd to hear the fair Iberian bride
Muft grow a lily to the lily's fide,

While our crofs ftars deny'd us Charles's bed,
Whom our first flames and virgin love did wed.
For his long abfence church and state did groan;
Madness the pulpit, faction. seiz'd the throne:
Experienc'd age in deep defpair was loft,

To see the rebel thrive, the loyal crost :
Youth that with joys had unacquainted been,
Envy'd grey hairs that once good days had feen:
We thought our fires, not with their own content,
Had ere we came to age our portion spent.
Nor could our nobles hope their bold attempt
Who ruin'd crowns would coronets exempt:
For when by their designing leaders taught
To strike at power which for themselves they fought,
The vulgar, gull'd into rebellion, arm'd;
Their blood to action by the prize was warm'd.
The facred purple then and scarlet gown,
Like fanguine dye, to elephants was shewn.
Thus when the bold Typhoeus fcal'd the sky,

And forc'd great Jove from his own heaven to fly,
(What king, what crown, from treafon's reach is free,
If Jove and heaven can violated be?)

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The leffer gods, that fhar'd his profperous ftate,
All fuffer'd in the exil'd Thunderer's fate.

The rabble now fuch freedom did enjoy,
As winds at fea, that use it to destroy:
Blind as the Cyclop, and as wild as he,
They own'd a lawless favage liberty,
Like that our painted ancestors fo priz'd,
Ere empire's arts their breasts had civiliz’d.
How great were then our Charles's woes, who thus
Was forc'd to fuffer for himself and us!

He, tofs'd by fate, and hurry'd up and down,
Heir to his father's forrows, with his crown,
Could tafte no fweets of youth's defir'd age;
But found his life too true a pilgrimage.
Unconquer'd yet in that forlorn eftate,
His manly courage overcame his fate.

His wounds he took, like Romans, on his breast,
Which by his virtue were with laurels drest.
As fouls reach heaven while yet in bodies pent,
So did he live above his banishment.

That fun, which we beheld with cozen'd eyes
Within the water, mov'd along the skies.
How eafy 'tis, when destiny proves kind,
With full-spread fails to run before the wind!
But thofe that 'gainst stiff gales laveering go,
Must be at once refolv'd and skilful too.
He would not, like foft Otho, hope prevent,
But ftay'd and fuffer'd fortune to repent.
Thefe virtues Galba in a stranger fought,
And Pifo to adopted empire brought.

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How shall I then my doubtful thoughts exprefs,
That must his fufferings both regret and blefs?
For when his early valour Heaven had croft;
And all at Worc'fter but the honour loft;
Forc'd into exile from his rightful throne,
He made all countries where he came his own;
And, viewing monarchs' fecret arts of sway,
A royal factor for his kingdoms lay,

Thus banifh'd David fpent abroad his time,
When to be God's anointed was his crime;
And when reftor'd, made his proud neighbours rue
Thofe choice remarks he from his travels drew.
Nor is he only by afflictions fhown

To conquer other realms, but rule his own:
Recovering hardly what he loft before,

His right endears it much; his purchase more.
Inur'd to fuffer ere he came to reign,
No rafh procedure will his actions stain :
To business ripen'd by digeftive thought,
His future rule is into method brought :
As they, who firft proportion understand,
With eafy practice reach a master's hand.
Well might the ancient poets then confer
On night the honour'd name of Counseller,
Since, ftruck with rays of profperous fortune blind,
We light alone in dark afflictions find.
In fuch adverfities to fccpters train'd,

The name of Great his famous grandfire gain'd:
Who yet a king alone in name and right,
With hunger, cold, and angry Jove did fight;

Shock'd

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