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On the occasion of the descent of His Highness the Prince of Orange into England, and Their Highnesses accession to the crown a pindarique ode.
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1689
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Wing O318A; ESTC R6796
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On the Occasion of the DESCENT OF HIS HIGHNESS THE Prince of Orange INTO ENGLAND AND THEIR Highnesses Accession to the CROWN A Pindarique ODE I. VErtue how weak is thy Defence How weak thy Guards of Innocence When giddy Pow'r has but a weak pretence A weak pretence too strong will prove For all thy mighty humble Bonds of Love The Poyson of a weak pretence Will stain thy bright Obedience Tho' Passive 't is and 't is refin'd Beyond the common kind Tho'free From the blind Bigot and Hypocrisy II. In the warm close Of sacred Charles's easie Reign The truth too lucidly arose To be suspected vain Dissolv'd in ease and weakn'd with delight The trust of pow'r was in the Jesuite The Jesuite profoundly knew The Arts to huddle up old Plots by forging new From out the Noose his neck he swiftly drew For aversion some and some for gain Would the old truth maintain Too eagerly they hurried on The after-game And wrought their heedless Zeal into a Flame That serv'd to shape their own Some justly for their folly fell Yet why should pious Russel bear a part Who ne'r knew Art But to oblige his Countries King and God Why noble Essex bear the double Load Of Active and of passive ill A martyr'd Saint tho meant a Sacrifice to Hell. III. Yet glorious Soul from thee Far be the specious Villany Thy Errors only were too kind For plenty and for ease design'd Thy thoughts imploy'd in Love and Peace And all thy genuine Acts were Acts of grace Thy Justice did to all afford The Ballance very few the Sword But thus misled Thy Judas in the Kiss betray'd And in our Temples rended veils we needs must read How their great Saviour Dy'd IV. 'T is done and 't is a Roman Deed The day now openly they claim Numerous unerring Tragedies succeed The sanction of a Roman Aim And Vertue languishes at best Or only for design Or by oppression is confest The sacred Fence of Law goes down And nothing's left us but the Gown The Gospel should the Turn pursue If Wolves disguis'd amongst the Sheep could do All Faith by Precedents deny'd To Heav'n 't is scarce ally'd And hope can on her Anchor hardly stem the Tyde Unmask't the Jesuite appears Unmask't the Reverend Villany he bears For Hell the Tool to nothing else intends But ruin to his Friends Ah! Royal James thou might'st have known Thy pleasant Eden yet thy own Thy pow'r next Heaven thy Actions free And all thy Creatures fond of thee Had not thy Womans vicious Appetite Been cheated by the Devil the Jesuite V. But purging Remedies must ease The Heats of a Dissease And tho the Devil and Woman fixt the Vice On vain Deluded Man 'T was Heav'n expell'd him Paradice Heav'n saw the Clogg his People drew From Woman and the Bigot too He saw the Conscientious Arts begun And lavishly he saw them carry'd on He saw the Flesh pots drest t'incite His Israel to drudge with Appetite But when once bound to slavery he knew That Leeks and Onyons would profufely do He saw and heard at length the Cries They offer'd for their Miseries And Orange Moses-like ordain'd T' expunge the faithless King and purge th' infected land VI. He comes He comes th' Almighty's choice The Winds and Seas obey his Voice 'T was Heav'n the mighty work begun For every Act of thine Almighty Hero is divine For Heav'n are all the conquests thou hast won To thy Commission who would not submit Whose Victories are in the gaining sweet And in fruition sure must be divinely great Those noble Searching Souls who early knew The Miseries that would ensue And early were opprest For turning evils to the best Heav'ns gracious care at thy approach confest On thee their Faith and Hope securely plac't Nor flatt'ring Honour vicious Gain Nor Influence the rest could chain On thee to trust 't is safe on them 't is vain But Churchill let me ever name Churchill the Muses happy claim Churchill the Precedent of fame His Vertue no prevailing ease No weak'ning Honours e're could lessen to Degrees Nor Court nor Camp but by deserts could please Betimes he to his God intends His Cause he knew deserv'd before his Friends Betimes the Glorious Course pursu'd He knew that to be great was to be good And scorn'd the specious Murmurs of the Crowd He truly knew That Heav'n was won by loss and scandal too VII Io Triumphe be your Song That to the House of God belong Such holy extasies are due O Albion from all thy Laymen too For where do's Heav'ns prevailing mercies shine With greater Lustre than on Thine Would you conquer Heav'n prevent The wretched ills your sins have meant This conquest is your President Would you all the beauties know That peace and lovesome ease can shew Obey and Love the mighty two Love and Obedience are the sweetest Fruit Of Heaven the pleasing Attribute Hail sacred Hero blest the Crown That Heav'n and Merit makes thy own May all thy genial Kingdoms prove As easie as thy Royal Love And may thy Scepter still possess the Dove Ave Maria full of Grace And all as charming as thy Face For thus religiously to thee We bow from superstition free May all thy Hours be crown'd with bliss Sweet as thy thoughts and great as his May constant Love and useful War Attend your service every where And still may your Auspicious Rule Extend o're all inlarge in ev'ry Soul. FINIS