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A54757 Augustus Britannicus a poem upon the conclusion of the peace of Europe, at Rijswick in Holland, upon the 20th of September, 1697 / by J. Phillips. Phillips, John, 1631-1706. 1697 (1697) Wing P2079; ESTC R1671 6,608 14

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Augustus Britannicus A POEM UPON THE CONCLUSION OF THE Peace of Europe At Rijswick in Holland upon the 20th of September 1697. Arma Virumque cano et magnos de Pace Triumphos By Mr. I. PHILLIPS LONDON Printed and Sold by E. Whitlock near Stationers-Hall 1697. Augustus Britannicus A POEM upon the Conclusion of the PEACE of Europe c. LONG had the Rage of War with Sword and Fire Laid wast the fertile Gardens of the Rhine And the same Flames to Belgium no less dire Not all those spacious Regions could confine Too narrow Limits for th' insatiate Range Of proud Ambition thirsting after Blood Eager of Rule and still pursuing Change Of Slaughter hungry Warfare's lawless Food At the same time the Conflagration flew To th' utmost Borders of Imperial Sway And wide Danubius Streams now wider grew By Battles swell'd into a Crimson Sea With Most Mahometan Most Christian joyns And Friendship with Heaven's Foe is dearly bought If Heav'n they cry'd desert our bold Designs Let Hell be mov'd and Succour thence be sought While thus the German Arms divided toil Th' Invader fumes to see himself oppos'd The Lyons Strength assumes the Fox's Guile And a swift Truce the Wounds of Europe close But while secure the weary'd Princes lay Enfolded in the tender Arms of Peace Pity their Fate whom broken Oaths betray And study'd Treasons by Surprise oppress They whom no Ties of Sacred Truth could hold With rapid Force invade their peaceful Slumbers Undreamt unthought of the swift Deluge rowl'd O'respreading Regions with resistless Numbers Quite through Batavia like a lambent Wind The speedy Hurricanes swept all before 'em Art in defence with Nature vainly joyn'd No Mounds could stop the Torrents that o'repower ' em Batavia thus her daily Losses mourn'd Dispeopl'd by Despair by Fear unmann'd You might have deem'd old Noah's Flood reurn'd To see the Sea let in to save the Land Heav'n oft permits such Chastisements as these The Cause Heav'n only knows while we surmise But when atton'd the Showers of Vengeance cease And prone to save Heav'n th' Instrument supplies From some hid Cause like this the Change began Coelestial Pity on Batavia fell And the same Hand that scourg'd points out the Man Who only could their Mischiefs back repel Then for Relief to Great NASSAV they bow'd Whom Faction but a while before had scorn'd NASSAV to whose Fam'd Ancestors they ow'd The Liberty their Commonwealth adorn'd He took the Reins and drove the Chariot steady That with new Beams their drooping lives rechear'd Daring in Battle and in Counsel ready And by his Foes no less belov'd then fear'd Prudence in Youth with youthful Valour joyn'd Stop'd the Career of Uncompassionate Spoil Their easie Conquests they as fast resign'd Like Innundations when they back recoil Fame spread him Wondrous e'er he had begun And talk'd of things that he was born to doe Which she proclaim'd as if already done And big with Prophesie her Trumpet blew When first these Tydings reach'd Versailles Court They soon foresaw the Face of War would change They now must drudge who lately made a Sport Of yielding Danger and unarm'd Revenge NASSAV appears to be as soon renown'd For early Contests in the Race of War Europe has now her Guarding Angel found While He becomes her Blessing She his Care The wary Luxemburg was pos'd to shun The first Attack of his Couragious Heat Mons saw the Fox unearth'd and tamely run To seek new Covert from entire Defeat The greater Genius of the Great NASSAV Inspir'd his Warlike Bands where-e'er they fought His Conduct like the Hebrews Cloud they saw And hasten'd to the Dangers which he fought Just Heav'n how does thy mighty Power deride The Vain Results of Human Providence Vast were the Foes Designs and Heav'n defy'd Became the Scorn of daring Insolence But deep Contrivance what it least design'd Did but Materials for his Trophies heap Versailles did but sow by Fate made kind The Harvest Britain's Hero was to reap Long had the British Empire sadly born Four Ponderous Yoaks unprosp'rous and unbless'd Her Martial Glory lost and made the Scorn Of that Proud Realm which once her Arms possess'd O'erwhelming was the last Tempestuous Rage Upon her Liberties Religion Laws What Refuge then but humbly to engage The Faith's Defender to defend her Cause 'T is only for an Iliad to make known In lofty Strains the Wonders that he wrought Lyons to Hares transform'd th' Encounter shun And from his dreaded Name for shelter sought The Vaunting Host that late in smoaky fight On Hounslow-Plain took Towns and Battles won By unseen Danger quell'd became a Sight For Mirth to see an Army in a Swoon The Chieftain's Fear had chill'd the Martial Mass In vain the Drumm and Trumpet rend the Sky While pale Affright appear'd in Iames's Face So sweet was Life to him who fear'd to die It may be deem'd that Guilt of Evil's done Beheld preceding NASSAV's warlike Train Heav'n's Brandish'd Sword that like the Saber shone That guarded Eden from less Criminal Man It was the least that Gratitude could do To Crown the Author of the Bliss they crav'd For nothing but a Crown became his Brow Since none more fit to rule what he had sav'd The Crown was Gold but yet with Thorns beset A Crown of painful Cares but yet a Crown That new Occasions gave to mitigate The Toils of War with Wreaths of fresh Renown A powerful Foe Hibernia then Possest Lord of her Towns and Master of the Field Vainly misled and slighting easie Rest To Foreign Chains they tame Submission yield With awkward Zeal and false Religion mad Oft times the dangerous Frenzy of the Mind They their own Foes their native Hearths betray'd And to subdue themselves with Foreign Conquest joyn'd Great Britain's Monarch could not brook the Hand of Rebel Fury wildly laying wast So fair a Portion of his wide Command But streight to Vengeance makes undaunted hast He did but Land and march and only saw When pannick Terror seiz'd th' Insulting Foe They fled and left a Realm to take new Law From him they scorn'd to own an Hour ago Thus Caesar when the bold Pharnaces rang'd Bythinia's Plains with uncontroul'd surprise But went and view'd and Roman Loss reveng'd Return'd a Wonder to the Gazèr's Eyes Never did Prince say less nor Prince do more Men look'd and listen'd talk'd their Hopes and Fears Ne'er so much Silence so much Noise before Yet nothing comes to light till all appears This secret Conduct Heav'n's great Sov'reign taught When first from Darkness beauteous Order shone The goodly Frame was to perfection brought And Angels nothing saw till all was done There was no need for him to seek for Fame Fame saw design'd Occasions court him round Occasions multiply'd to spread his Name Beyond what more then Fame could e'er resound Not greater Labours did Alemena's Son In aid of Mankind boldly undergo He pitying Greece by Monsters over-run Those Monsters quell'd and laid Oppression low Such was