Or as a dyke cut by malicious hands,
O'erflows the fertile Netherlands;

Thro' the wide yawn, th' impetuous fea,
Lavish of his new liberty,

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,
VIII.

So rapid flows the unimprifon'd ftream!
Só ftrong the force of MINDELHEIM!
In vain the woods of Audenard

Would fhield the Gaul, a fenceless guard.
As foon may whirl-winds be with-held,

AS MARLB'ROUGH's footsteps o'er the foaming Scheld.
In vain the torrent would oppose,

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,
And pleads his royal mafter's fame.

"By Condé's mighty ghoft," he cries,

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By Turenne, Luxemburgh, and all "Those noble fouls, who fell a facrifice

"At

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"At Lens, at Fleurus, and at Landen fight,

"Stop, I conjure, your ignominious flight."
But Fear is deaf to Honour's call.

Each frowning threat and foothing pray'r
Is loft in the regardless air:

As well he may

The billows of the ocean ftay;

While CHURCHILL like a driving wind,
Or high fpring-tide, purfues behind,

And with redoubled speed urges their forward way.
IX.

Nor lefs, EUGENIUS, thy important care,
Thou fecond thunder-bolt of war!

Partner in danger and in fame,

The wind, with MARLBOROUGH's, fhall bear
To distant colonies thy conqu'ring name.
Nor fhall my Mufe forget to fing
From harmony what bleffings fpring:
To tell how Death did enviously repine,
To fee a friendship fo divine;
When in a ball's deftroying form she past,
And mark'd thy threaten'd brow at last,
But durft not touch that facred brain,
Where Europe's mightiest counfels reign;
For ftrait fhe bow'd her ghaftly head,
She faw the mark of heav'n, and fled,

Near this place the prince of Condé gave the Spaniards

a very great overthrow, 1648,

As

As cruel Brennus once, infulting Gaul,
When he, at Allia's fatal flood,

Had fill'd the plains with Roman blood,
With conscious awe forfook the capitol,
Where Jove, revenger of profaneness stood.
X.

But where the good and brave command,
What capitol, what bulwark can withstand ?
Virtue, approv'd of heav'n, can pass

Thro' walls, thro' tow'rs, and gates of brass.
Lifle, like a mistress, had been courted long,
By all the valiant and the
young,
The faireft progeny of Vauban's art;

'Till SAVOY's warlike prince withstood Her frowning terrors, and thro' feas of blood

Tore the bright darling from th' old tyrant's heart:

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Such Buda faw him, when proud 'Apti fell,

Unhappy, valiant infidel!

Who, vanquish'd by fuperior ftrength,
Surrender'd up his haughty breath,

Upon the breach meafuring his manly length,
And shun'd the bow-ftring by a nobler death.

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,
When Victory bespoke him for her own.

Her favourite, immortal fon,

And told of better years revolving on the loom :
How he should make the Turkish crefcent wane,

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And choak " Tibifcus with the flain;

While Viziers lay beneath the lofty pile
Of flaughter'd Baffaus, who o'er Baffaus roll'd;
And all his num'rous acts she told,

From Latian Carpi down to Flandrian Lifle.

Honour, with open arms, receives at last
The heroes who thro' Virtue's temple past;
And fhow'rs down laurels from above,

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
For the young eagles, who could try
The faith and judgment of the sky,
And dare the fun with steady eye;'
For Hanover's and Pruffia's brows,
Eugenes in bloom, and future Marlboroughs:
To Hanover, to Brunswick's fecond grace,
Defcendent from a long imperial race,
The Mufe directs her honourable flight,
And prophefies, from fo ferene a morn,
To what clear glories he is born,
When blazing with a full meridian light,
He shall the British hemisphere adorn ;
When Mars fhall lay his batter'd target down,
And he, (fince Death will never spare
The good, the pious, and the fair)
In his ripe harvest of renown,
Shall after his great father fit,
(If heav'n fo long a life permit)
And having fwell'd the flowing tide
Of fame, which he in arms fhall get,
The purchase of an honeft sweat,

Shall fafe in ftormy feas Britannia's veffel guide:

XIII. Britannia's