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A95391 White-Hall in flames. A pindarick poem. : Occasion'd by the late burning of that royal palace. / By Mr. Tutchin. Tutchin, John, 1661?-1707. 1698 (1698) Wing T3385; ESTC R185808 4,595 26

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what is Force in such Extreams And who can fence with Flames To Policy they now retire Since they can't conquer they contrive To stop the force of the insulting Fire They do their utmost hard they strive They think it proper to remove Such Parts above On which the Fire next would seize Strait one ascends unto the top Hoping it's Violence to stop As soon as he the Flames attack'd He was by others back'd None prov'd more desperate than these Of these those Giants had but little odds Who on Olympus Hill oppos'd the Gods The Flames new Methods too pursue They do their hidden Force renew And while these Men aloft do go They slily burn below United Flames combine The Buildings t' undermine While the bold Heroes on the top do crawl They the Foundations sap And dire mishap The Heroes with the Buildings downwards fall IX This Project failing they retire To other Methods how to stop the Fire They find in vain they strove Water does unsuccessful prove One thinks it right Such bold attempting Foes They with new Fire should oppose And with their own insulting Weapons fight The Guards are now to their assistance brought Those Guards which breathe Nothing but Blood and Death Whose Valour all the wondring World admites In Head of whom our mighty WILLIAM fought Large Trophies won Immortal Garlands of Renown Acquainted with more dread and dismal Fires These presently prepare The horrid Instruments of War Their hellish Powder place Within the Walls compress'd by weight They lay their Trains and straight The mighty Blow is heard Which makes even Fate it self afraid Which standing by stares the attempters in the face Asham'd to own Its self by human Gallantry outdone X. Had WILLIAM but as many Foes As Sparks do from these Flames arise Or Sands we in the Mortar find Which does the Buildings in contiguous order bind How willingly wou'd they oppose How daringly despise His and the Nations Enemies With Him they 've past Regions o're desolate and waste With Him they 've gone Pinch'd by the Cold and scorch'd by the hot Sun Have sometimes cut their Passage thro' the Sreams But who the Devil can contend with Flames Which if we do in one Place rout Strait in another do break out And do Destruction o're the whole dispense In vain we fence In vain we strive Our Destiny we can't retrieve Or Limits to their wasting Fury give Their Rage admits no bar Curling their Head they threaten Death from far XI But now another sort of Men appear Compleatly arm'd for the fiery War For such like Enterprises train'd And have long time the Guards remain'd Of fair Augusta when insulting Fire Her Houses did attack These did oppose And quell'd her fiery Foes Rescu'd at once their Wealth and State From the dire Insults of Fate As great Aeneas on his Back Bore thro' the Flames his aged Sire But Fate afraid that these Wou'd the destroying Flames appease With greater force drives on The fell Destruction Around the Palace does its Engines send With greater Fury than before The Flames devour They crackle blaze and roar Their Force on every Angle bend Nor Brick nor Stone nor Wood they spare But all things fall in this destructive War Of White-Hall now is only left the Name Its Beauty 's gone Does like the Aethiops lie Which in hot Affrick's sandy Regions fry Scorch'd by the Heat of a more Torrid Sun Here Houses levell'd with the Ground There Heaps of Rubbiish lie Yonder are mangl'd Pillars found Whole Stacks of Chimnies thrown And Bricks like Bullets blown Do upwards fly As if they meant to attempt the Bulwarks of the Sky All the same Fate must have One common Grave All must in Universal Ruine lie Scarce could the Industry Of Machiavilian Policy Save from devouring Fate The Books and Records of the British State XIII To every Angle now the Flames extend With rapid Force Without Remorse In pieces rend Building which did some hundred Years engage Th' Assaults of eating Time and Age. But now behold How rav'nous and how bold The impious Flames do seise On Great MARIA's Lodging Place The Great MARIA whose blest Name we own Tho' to th' Aetherial Regions She is gone Had She been living now With such a Face and such a Brow She would the raging Destinies oppose And quell these scorching Foes That Fate in vain shou'd its dull Tapers light Augmented by the darkness of of the Night Its yielding Fire Before Her brighter Vertues wou'd retire As the pale Lustre of the nightly Moon Retreats before the rising of the Sun XIV Let Fate Her Lodgings now engage There try its utmost Rage Thither no Succour send give no Relief What does of Her remain Can but augment out Pain Her very Mem'ry does increase our Grief Just as She went away To the blest Empires of Eternal Day Had rummag'd all its Stores of Death Depriv'd unhappy Mortals of their Breath How easily we cou'd prevent Its raging Force And stop its Course Then then our Tears did freely flow Whose briny Deluge wou'd the Fire quench The mournful Flood Would drown'd its Fury and it wou'd Its thirsty Soul in briny Liquor drench We then could Fate it self surprise Sunk in the mighty Deluge of our Eyes XV. Just as the undigested Chaos lay When Time and all the Elements did commence Form'd by Omnipotence And gastly Night did usher in the Day Just so the Palace lies in pieces burst Rude as the World when 't was created first But while we do relate The dire Decrees resolves of Fate And of its Justice do enquire Why should this Palace thus be purg'd with Fire Here 't was that Hellish Plot was laid Which of our City one great Bonfire made Contriv'd by those Whose numerous Crimes augment their Parents Score And vilely had before Burnt their solemn Leagues and broke both Vow and Oaths When the vast Deluge overflow'd the Earth It gave the drownded World a better Birth London did thus from heaps of Rubbish rise Start up with Piramids do threat the Skies Thus may the Royal Palace brought so low A Phoenix rise in comely Order too Glorious as mighty WILLIAM is in Deeds O're-topping all as Gaints common Heads FINIS