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Beauty gives courage; for, she knows, the day
the Fates design! for never yet
Of an ELEGY made by Mrs. WHARTON
on the Earl of Rochester.
THot Srowing tears, but lasting verle:
Which so preserve the Hero's name,
CHLORIS, in lines so like his own,
His loss fupply'd, now all our fears
TO CHLORI s.
HLORIS! what's eminent, we know,
Muft for some cause be valu'd fo:
Our stars do fhew their excellence,
Upon our late Loss of the Duke of
HE failing blossoms which a young plant bears,
Engage our hope for the succeeding years :
INSTRUCTIONS to a PAINTER, for the
Drawing of the Posture, and Progress, of bis MAJESTY's Forces at Sea, under the Command of his HIGHNESS-ROYAL: Together with the Battel, and Victory, obtain'd over the DUTCH, June 3, 1665.
IRST draw the sea; that portion, which between
The greater world, and this of ours, is seen: Here place the British, there the HOLLAND fleet, Vaft floating armies ! both prepar'd to meet. Draw the whole world, expecting who should reign, After this combat, o'er the conquer'd Main. Make heav'n concern'd, and an unusual star Declare th' importance of th' approaching war. Make the sea shine with gallantry, and all The ENG LI S H youth flock to their Admiral, The valiant DUKE! whose early deeds abroad, Such rage in fight, and art in conduct thow'd. His bright fword now a dearer int'rest draws, His Brother's glory, and his country's cause.
Let thy bold pencil hope and courage spread Thro' the whole navy, by that Hero led : Make all appear, where such a Prince is by, Resolv'd to conquer, or resolv'd to die. . With his extraction, and his glorious mind, Make the proud fails swell, more than with the wind : Preventing cannon, make his louder fame Check the BATAVIANS, and their fury tame.
So hungry wolves, tho' greedy of their prey,
Paint an eaft-wind, and make it blow away
BELGIAN steers ; Confeffing now, he dreads the ENGLISH more, Than all the dangers of a frozen shore; While from our arms, security to find, They fly so far, they leave the day behind. Describe their fleet abandoning the sea, And all their merchants left a wealthy prey : Our first success in war make BACCHU S crown, And half the vintage of the year our own. The Dutch their wine, and all their brandy lose ; Disarm’d of that, from which their courage grows : While the glad ENGLISH, to relieve their toil, In Healths to their great Leader drink the spoil.
His high commands to Afric's coast extend, And make the MOORS before the ENGLISH bend: Those barb'rous pirates willingly receive Conditions, such as we are pleas'd to give. Deserted by the Dutch, let nations know, We can our own, and their great business do : False friends chastise, and common foes restrain, Which, worse than tempefts, did infeft the Main.