Or as a dyke cut by malicious hands, Thro' the wide yawn, th' impetuous fea, Beftrides the vale, and, with tumultuous noife, Bellows along the delug'd plain Pernicious to the rip'ning grain; Far as th' horizon he destroys: The weeping fhepherd from an hill bewails thewat'ryreign, So rapid flows the unimprifon'd ftream! Would fhield the Gaul, a fenceless guard. AS MARLB'ROUGH's footsteps o'er the foaming Scheld. In vain arm'd banks, and hofts of foes: The foes with coward-hafte retire, Fly fafter than the river flows, And fwifter than our fire. Vendofme from far upbraids their shame, "By Condé's mighty ghoft," he cries, 66 By Turenne, Luxemburgh, and all "Those noble fouls, who fell a facrifice "At d "At Lens, at Fleurus, and at Landen fight, "Stop, I conjure, your ignominious flight." Each frowning threat and foothing pray'r As well he may The billows of the ocean ftay; While CHURCHILL like a driving wind, And with redoubled speed urges their forward way. Nor lefs, EUGENIUS, thy important care, Partner in danger and in fame, The wind, with MARLBOROUGH's, fhall bear Near this place the prince of Condé gave the Spaniards a very great overthrow, 1648, As As cruel Brennus once, infulting Gaul, Had fill'd the plains with Roman blood, But where the good and brave command, Thro' walls, thro' tow'rs, and gates of brass. 'Till SAVOY's warlike prince withstood Her frowning terrors, and thro' feas of blood Tore the bright darling from th' old tyrant's heart: e Such Buda faw him, when proud 'Apti fell, Unhappy, valiant infidel! Who, vanquish'd by fuperior ftrength, Upon the breach meafuring his manly length, He bore a confiderable fhare in the glory of that day on which Buda was taken. He was Bassau of the city, and loft his life on the breach, XI. Such . Such Haricam's field beheld him in his bloom, Her favourite, immortal fon, And told of better years revolving on the loom : h And choak " Tibifcus with the flain; While Viziers lay beneath the lofty pile From Latian Carpi down to Flandrian Lifle. Honour, with open arms, receives at last On those whom heav'n and ANNA love. This was the fatal battle to the Turks in the year 1687. Prince Eugene, with the regiments of his brigade, was the first that entered the trenches; and for that reafon had the honour to be the first messenger of this happy news to the emperor. This battle was fought on the 10th of October, 1697, where Prince Eugene commanded in chief; like which there never happened jo great and fo terrible a deftruction to the Ottoman army, which fell upon the principal commanders more than the common foldiers; for no less than fifteen Baf• Jaus (five of which had been Viziers of the bench) were killed, befides the Supreme Vizier. And And fome, not fparingly, fhe throws Shall fafe in ftormy feas Britannia's veffel guide: XIII. Britannia's |