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death_n	great_a	time_n	year_n	7,732	5	4.6212	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A51130	Hollands ingratitude, or, A serious expostulation with the Dutch shewing their ingratitude to this nation, and their inevitable ruine, without a speedy compliance and submission to His Sacred Majesty of Britain / by Charles Molloy of Lincolns-Inn, Gent.	Molloy, Charles, 1646-1690.	1666 (1666)	Wing M2400; ESTC R7206	17,494	40

Light which wandring run Whence Moon her Silver hath his Gold the Sun The light Aspiring fire the liquid Air The Flaming Dragons Comets with Red Hair Heavens Tilting Launce Artillery and Bow Loud sounding Trumpets Darts of Hail and Snow The Roaring Element with People dumb The Earth with what conceiv'd is in her VVomb What on her moves were set unto thy sight Till thou didst find their causes Essence might In chief thy mind didst give to understand A Kingdomes Steerage and how to Command Though Crown'd thou wert not nor a Prince by Birth Thy worth deserv'd a Coronet on Earth Search this half Spheare and the Antartick Ground Where is such Counsel Courage to be found As into silent Night when near the Bear The Virgin-Huntress shines at full most clear And strives to match her Brothers golden Light The Host of Stars doth vanish in her sight So Brittaines Dukes shine bright in their degree All else loose Lusture parallel'd with Thee By just descent from Honour thou didst shine By just desert Imblazon'd is thy Line For by thy Counsels more then any Law Straid gone sheep to Loyalty Thou didst draw Ever more prizing a true Loyal Brest Then Peru's Gold inclos'd in Marble Chest. No Mists of greatness ever could thee blind No stormy Passions do disturb thy Minde Submitting Belgick Foes thou life didst give Ingrateful souls that would not have us live What Man by Goodness hath such Glories gain'd Whose Princes right and Peoples so maintain'd Not where the Swain sits piping on a Reed But where the wounded Knight his life doth bleed Not where the Huntsman winds his shril-tun'd Horn But where the Canon does Joves Tbunder scorn Not where the Panick Shepherds keep their Flocks But where the Bloud-di'd-Sea doth dash the Rocks Thou art this Isle's Palladium neither can Whilst thou command'st it be o'recome by man If sure the VVorld above did want a Prince The VVorld above too soon would take Thee hence O Virtues Patern Glory of our Times Sent of Past-dayes to expiate our Crimes Great Prince but better far then thou art Great Whom State not honours but who honours State By wonder born by wonder first instal'd By wonder after to new Gloryes call'd Young kept by wonder from home-bred Alarms Old sav'd by wonder from th' Ingrateful hands To be for this Command which wonder brings A Prince of wonder wonder unto Kings This was that Brave man who should right each wrong Of whom the Bards and Mystick Sibyls sung Long since foretold by whose Victorious power This Isle Her Antient Gloryes should restore And more of Fortunate deserv'd the style Then those where Heavn's with double Summers smile Run on Great Prince thy Course in Gloryes way The End the Life the Evening crowns the Day Heap worth on worth and strongly soar above Those Heights which made the VVorld Thee first to love Surmount thy Self and make Thine Actions past Be but as Gleams or Lightnings of thy last Let them exceed those of thy Younger time As far as Autumn doth the Flowry prime So ever Gold and Bayes Thy Brows adorn So never Time may see Thy Race out worn So of Thine own still may'st thou be desir'd Of Holland fear'd and by the VVorld admir'd Till Thy great Deeds all former deeds surmount Thou 'st quail'd the Nimrods of our Hellespont Neptunes Triumph in a Welcome to the most Illustruous Rupert Prince Palatine and Duke of Cumberland beseeching him to put a Period to his well-begun Conquest at Sea AM I wake Or have some Dreams conspir'd To mock my Sence with what I most desir'd View I th' Undaunted face see I those looks Which with delight were wont t' amaze my brooks Doe I behold that Mars that man Divine The VVorlds great Glory by those VVaves of Mine Then finde I true what long I wish'd in vain My much-beloved Prince is come again So unto them whose Zenith is the Pole VVhen six black Months bright Sol begins to Roll So comes Arabia's wonder from the VVoods And far far off is seen by Memphis Flouds The feather'd Sylveans Cloud-like by her fly And with triumphing Plaudits beat the Skie Nyle marvels Serap's Priests entranced rave And in Migdonean stone her shape ingrave In lasting Cedars they do mark the time In which Apollo's Bird came to their Clime To Virgins Flowers to Sun-burnt Earth the Rain To Mariners fair VVinds amidst the Main Cold shades to Pilgrims with hot glances burn Are not so pleasing as thy blest return That day dear Prince which rob'd us of thy sight Day no but darkness and a duskie Night Dìd fill our breasts with sighs our eyes with tears Turn'd Minutes to sad Months sad Months to Years For while my Court enjoy'd thy Princely gleams She did not envy Belgick's haughty streams Nor wealthy Tagus with his golden Ore Nor clear Hydaspes which on Pearls doth roar Nor Flouds which near th' Elysium fields do fall For why Thy sight did serve to them for all Swell proud my Billowes faint not to declare Your Ioys as ample as his Conquests are For murmurs hoarse sound like Arions Harp Now delicately flat now sweetly sharp And you my Nymphs rise from your moist repair And crown this lofty Prince with Lillies fair Kiss each his floating Castles that do run Swift as the Rising or the Setting Sun Eye of our western World Mars-daunting Prince Whose valiant Deeds the World can't recompence For they not onely claim those Diadems To which th' Imperial Rhyne subjects her streams But to thy Virtues and thy deeds is due All that the Planet of the year doth view O dayes to be desir'd Age happy thrice If you your Heaven-sent-good could dayly prize But we half Palsie-sick think never right Of what we hold till it be from our sight Prize onely Summers sweet perfumed breath When armed Winter threatens us with death I see an Age when after some few years And Revolutions of the slow-pac'd Sphears These dayes shall be 'bove other far esteem'd So like the Worlds great Conquerours be deem'd The Names of Caesar and feign'd Paladine Grav'n in Times surly brows in wrinkled Time Of Henries Edwards famous for their fights Their French Conquests and Orders new of Knights Shall by this Princes Name be past as far As Meteors are by the Idalian Star For to Great Brittains Isle thou shalt restore Her MARE CLAUSUM Guard her pearly shore The Lyons passant of Dutch-bands shall free To the true Owner of the Lillies three The Seas shall shrink shake shall the spacious Earth And tremble in her Chamber like pale death The hills amaz'd shall stand the vales the rocks The roaring Cannon with its Sulpherous pocks Shall thunder thy Conquests that th' world may see Great Brittains Arms triumphing under Thee Vouchsafe blest people ravisht here with me To think my thoughts and see what doe I see A Prince all Gratious Affable Divine Meek Wise Iust Valiant and whose radiant shine Of Virtues like the Stars about the