Now here, now there, the fweeping ruin flies;

As when the Pleiades arise,

The fouthern wind afflicts the skies,"

Then, mutt'ring o'er the deep, buffets th' unruly brine,

'Till clouds and water feem to join.

Or as a dyke cut by malicious hands,

O'erflows the fertile Netherlands;

Through the wide yawn, th' impetuous sea,

Lavish of his new liberty,

Bestrides the vale, and, with tumultuous noise,

Bellows along the delug'd plain

Pernicious to the rip'ning grain;

Far as th' horizon he destroys:

[reign.

The weeping shepherd from an hill bewails the wat'ry

VIII.

So rapid flows the unimprison'd stream!

So ftrong the force of MINDELHEIM !

d Indomitas prope qualis undas
Exercit aufter, pleiadum choro
Scindente nubes, impiger hoftium
Vexare turmas, & frementem
Mittere equum medios per ignes.
Sic tauriformis volvitur Aufidus,
Qui regna Dauni præfluit Appuli,
Cum fævit, horrendam quo cultis
Diluviem meditatur agris.

In

t

In vain the woods of Audenard

Would shield 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 hosts of foes:

The foes with coward-hafte retire,

Fly faster than the river flows,

And fwifter than our fire.

Vendofme from far upbraids their fhame,

And pleads his royal master's fame.

"By Conde's mighty ghost," he cries,
"By Turenne, Luxemburgh, and all
"Those noble fouls, who fell a facrifice
"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;

• Near this place the prince of Condè gave the Spaniards a

very great overthrow, 1648.

While CHURCHILL, like a driving wind,
Or high fpring-tide, pursues 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 diftant 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 so divine;

When in a ball's deftroying form fhe past,
And mark'd thy threaten'd brow at laft,
But durft not touch that facred brain,
Where Europe's mightiest counsels reign;
For ftrait she bow'd her ghaftly head,
She faw the mark of heav'n, and fled,
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

Through walls, through tow'rs, and gates of brass. Lifle, like a miftrefs, had been courted long,

By all the valiant and the young,

The fairest progeny of Vauban's art;

'Till SAVOY's warlike prince withstood

Her frowning terrors, and through feas of blood
Tore the bright darling from th' old tyrant's heart.
Such Buda faw him, when proud Apti fell,
Unhappy, valiant infidel!

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

Upon the breach measuring his manly length,

And shun'd the bow-string by a nobler death.

h

XI.

Such Harfcam's field beheld him in his bloom,

When Victory bespoke him for her own.

Her

f He bore a confiderable fhare in the glory of that day on which Buda was taken.

He was Baffau of the city, and loft his life on the breach. This was the fatal battle to the Turks in the year 1687. Prince Eugene, with the regiments of his brigade, was the firft

that

Her favourite, immortal fon,

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

i

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 fhe told,

From Latian Carpi down to Flandrian Lifle.

XII.

Honour, with open arms, receives at laft.
The heroes who through Virtue's temple paft;
And fhow'rs down laurels from above,
On those whom heav'n and ANNA love.
And fome, not fparingly, fhe throws
For the young eagles, who could try
The faith and judgment of the fky,
And dare the fun with steady eye;

For Hanover's and Pruffia's brows,

Eugenes in bloom, and future Marlboroughs:

that entered the trenches; and for that reason had the honour to be the first messenger of this happy news to the emperor.

i This battle was fought on the 10th of October, 1697, where Prince Eugene commanded in chief; like which there never happened fo great and fo terrible a deftruction to the Ottoman army, which fell upon the principal commanders more than the common foldiers; for no lefs than fifteen Baffaus (five of which had been Viziers of the bench) were killed, befides the fupreme Vizier.

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