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Britannia victrix, or, The Triumphs of the Royal Navy in the late victorious ingagement with the French fleet May, 1692 a pindarick poem.
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Gallick Fleet to overturn To Admiral Rook he Order gives In Cape le Hogue their Ships to burn Who the Commission joyfully Receives And boldly Ventures on the Enterprize Six over night in flames expire And Morrows Dawn six more observes on fire Whilst English do with pleasure see This Sea Burnt-Offering made to Victory A Grateful Morning and an Evenings Sacrifice But still to make the Vict'ry more compleat With their own Guns the Enemy we beat From their Mud Plat-forms now by Fates Decree Successess grown both by the Land and Sea Tell me who can my labouring Muse Ashby's and Shovel's Praise refuse Rais'd by a Prince who best their Merits knew Who found them always brave and always true To Honour's Temple we may truly say Desert now only leads the way And not as heretofore When Interest Bribes and blind unthinking chance Did thousands more then Worth advance And th' greatest share in Court Preferments bore Cautious in Council they prepare For all the worst events in War But when the wish'd for Minute does invite And the loud Cannon calls to fight Fearless of Danger on their Decks they stood Ready to Sacrifiee their Blood For the best Cause and their dear Countrys good XXII Who without Sorrow and a kind Regret Can think of Daring Carter's Fate Or when he hears how valiant Hastings dy'd Refuse the Tribute of a Tear Fate ev'n in Death would not their loves divide Who to each other were in Life so dear The Verdant Lawrels heretofore Which they upon their Temples wore Now since their Deaths appear more fresh and green And their brave actions which before The World in Whispers only car'd to Name Is now become the welcome Talk of Fame Who to the World their Daring Acts will tell While Sighs and Tears ring out their Funeral Knell XXII Nor must the Common Seamen want their Praise Who more than common Bravery show'd And by undaunted Courage did express The Love which their Countries cause they ow'd For one and all they firmly stood Each free from Cowardise or Fear To Random Shots expos'd his Bosom bare Like Wall of Brass and not of Flesh and Blood And tho' the boysterous Seas Their proper Element for fighting is Yet when near Coast of Normandy they drew And had the Army then in view Impatient of Delays they all implore To try their fortune on the shoar For flush'd with late success they did not doubt To give the Enemy a total rout But their Commander wisely check'd their Rage Not suff'ring them so rashly to ingage Tho' late Defeats did more Defeats presage XXIV Heark in loud Consort how the Trumpets joyn A grateful sound to hear Which does to ev'ry listning Ear The welcome News of Vict'ry bear News truly Charming and Divine Which may with Songs supply the Mighty Nine Whilst Fame with strong and active Lungs Borrows a Thousand Thousand Tongues On Albions happy shores to tell How a French Fleet esteem'd invincible To Brittish Rage a Grateful Victim fell XXV Hail Welcome News with treble welcome Hail No little Infant e're was seen The Milk from Breast more greedily to suck in Than we with pleasure catch thy wond'rous tale Suspence that torture of the Mind Long had our Thoughts in doubts dark Cave confin'd Yet hope the gay Fore-runner of Success With gladsom smiles would often bless Our Anxious Souls until at last We did the Luscious Banquet taste Who the exalted pleasure can express When Tidings of a Victory Confirm'd by all convincing certainty From dark Suspicions did our Souls Release The Joys bless'd Souls unbodied feel Tho' far above our pow'r to tell Yet we in part their Mighty Transports guess By lively Mirth which still controuls And keeps her Revels in our Souls So great that words cannot its Love express XXVI The thinking States-man when the News he hears How e're his Thought may be employ'd In projects for his Countries good Now lays aside the weight of publick cares And with a Mind unbent prepares To share the common Joy since now In Mirth to Revel Stoicks would allow The Plodding Man of Business too Smooths up the wrinckles of his Brow Puts on a chearful look and seems to say His Mind shall now keep Holy-day The Rustick leaves his weary Plough And on a Lovely Verdant Green Are Tytirus and Phillis seen Dancing with other Nymphs and Swains Forgetting all their Amorous pains They trip it o're the Lawns frisk upon the Plains All Men from high to low degree Are fill'd with Mirth and Jollity And Albion enjoys an Universal Jubilee XXVII Amidst the Publick Triumphs yet appear Some Angry Looks and Clouded Brows Faces which Melancholy wear And who the wond'rous Riddle knows That Discontent should have a Seat So near where all the Sons of Joy are met Wonder no more but pity rather This envious Crooking Murmuring Brood With Hopes uneertain as the Weather Foes to their own and to the Publick good But let the Brave and Loyal Heart Insensible of Envy's smart For Mighty Joy allow a mighty Scope And still for more and more Successes hope XXVIII But must the mighty Joy be known To Albion's happy Land alone No No Industrious Fame takes care To spread the Tidings far and near Which does as diff'rent Intrest guides Their Souls with different Passions fill And first with winged speed she glides To great Nassaw the News to tell Whom Heav'n indulgently does bless In all his actions with a wisht Success The welcome News he soon Communicates To 's Princely Allies and Confederates Who knowing that the Fortune of their Arms Depend upon the Fate of his Bless the kind Omen which alarms With Pannick fear th' Insulting Foe Who with a strange Amazement hear Their ill Success in Naval War Dreading by Land another Fatal Blow XXIX Go on Great Prince till thy great Actions swell So very high that even Fame Shall think 't a Talk almost impossible To after Ages half thy Acts to tell But ah what spot of Earth is there Upon this lower Globes Terrestrial Sphere Which has not heard thy Glorious Name Thou hast a Thousand Actions done Which will for ever make thee known Whilst Princes who by diff'rent arts have try'd To purchase Lasting Fame have been deny'd And as inglorious liv'd ingloriously have dy'd XXX But whilst abroad he seeks Renown by Arms Can we at home forget Maria's Charms Who while her Royal Consort shares The long Fatigue of Forreign Wars Employs her most Industrious Cares For Albion's safety too too happy Isle While on thy Banks such Constelations smile But oh how bright will be the Sphere When after all the longer fatigues Of War and Stratagems close Intrigues WILLIAM and MARY shall thro' Europe be Esteem'd the Arbiters of Peace and Liberty FINIS