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A49919	The all-conquering genius of the most potent, and most serene prince James II. King of England, Scotland, France and Ireland, &c. Display'd in a heroick stanza occasion'd by his happy accession to the crown. Whereunto his [sic] annexed a congratulation to both their Majesties, by way of an ode, exciting the nymphs to perform their duty as usual at hymens. By T. R. de L.	T. R. de L.	1685 (1685)	Wing L83B; ESTC R216517	3,602	13

THE ALL-CONQUERING GENIUS OF THE Most Potent and most Serene PRINCE JAMES II. KING of England Scotland France and Ireland c. DISPLAY'D IN A HEROICK STANZA Occasion'd by HIS happy Accession to the Crown Whereunto his annexed A CONGRATULATION to both their MAJESTIES By way of an ODE exciting the Nymphs to perform their Duty as usual at Hymens By T. R. d. L. LONDON Printed by John Harefinch in Mountague-Court in Little Britain 1685. Horatius de Art Poet. Tulit eloquium insolitum facundia praeceps Vtiliumque sagax rerum divina futuri Sortilegis non discrepuit sententia Delphis To His Most Excellent Majesty JAMES the II. KING of England Scotland France and Ireland c. Dread SIR 'T IS not a flattering Muse appears before your Sovereign Throne for she pays her devotion to Your Majesties Royal Person rather than to Your Fortune Her Theam is Your Princely MIND exceeding the Pythagorean World-supporting Intelligence by the Conduct of which Pilot Your Triumphant Argo did at last overcome all dangerous Gulphs and Creeks smoothly gliding into the harbour of a Fleece far Richer than that of Colches In a word 't is not the Hand-maid but the Mistress I adore even Your Majesties All-conquering Genius which by its Regular stedfastness is able not only to Triumph over Fortune but also to make it True it is my Vein is shallow not being embody'd in the more luxuriant Channel of Your British Parnassus yet since it breaths Devotion I am apt upon that score to think it shall not prove unwelcom because it will though proceeding from the sandy and barren Pile help in some measure to bear up the Sovereign Ark of Your Majesties unquestioned Grandeur Perhaps she cannot promise to this Divine Fabrick for a support a gold-streaming Hydaspes yet she shall appear to flow as Loyally as the Palm full of Water presented unto mighty Cyrus by you famous Persian Peasant being poured out at the brink of Your twice-surrounding Ocean by Dread Sovereign Your Majesties most dutiful and most faithful Adorer T. R. d. L. THE ALL-CONQUERING GENIUS OF THE Most Potent and most Serene PRINCE JAMES II. KING of England Scotland France and Ireland c. In a HEROICK STANZA c. I. AND now doth JAMES in spight of Envy reign Swaying his Scepter peacefully If Art By false Reflexions outward shew doth gain The end shall shew 't was but a Mimick part II. The Standard of his PRINCELY course was MIND Rul'd not by Chance but Vertue and the train Of Silent Patience which in Him refin'd Did Fates and Fortunes poyson'd darts disdain III. Thus riseth David thus great CAESAR climbs To Scepters Glory Thus an Ark depress'd By stormy Waves unto Ararat swims Though to the Eye with pregnant Sayls not dress'd IV. For 〈◊〉 by Judgment being over-sway'd Will shrink and be discarded from its Rule Yea all the Trenches it against it ●ai●'d Must prove a Bubble and an empty Tool V. And if this sometimes held in lesser bowels Whose active Lump made Monarchies to start It doubtless must take place in Princely Souls Where Jupiter displays his chiefest Art VI. No wonder then that by His constant Wit Great JAMES or'came all Storms which Athens cou'd Blow on Miltiades or that HE hit The White without the crimson streams of blood VII His Soul Divine did laugh at Mens device And Peace contriv'd when they were most for War Their Practices not them it did despise From Fierceness them and not their Rights debarr VIII Like Jupiter when Giants mountains heap'd To chase him out of his immortal Denn HE from their boyling blood no vengeance reap't But only turn'd it into milder Men. IX Ingratitude could not His Mind exclude From th' Interest of theirs Yea tho they were Busy by Fancies People to delude Thus that Astraea left her mortal Sphere X. For grief and just disdain When Chattam groan'd For her Preservers spotted Laurel When The Chain of Tames her Darling's fate bemoan'd He only strove to make them milder Men. XI And being great He clemently was tame When Fierc'ness He could use He was but calm With goodness HE did varnish Envies Frame Thus to its Biter Gilead drops Balm XII Hence Angeronia is now cut off From fair Volupia's Altar where she stood Too long And justly is by Charon's staff Convey'd for ever to the Stygian Flood XIII For tho great Jove a Diamond string did make To knot both Joy and Sorrow He did find A means whereby this Gordius to break Greater than Thracian JAMES'S Princely Mind XIV By this the Chain is cut by this HE sways His ancient Scepter And declares He will Press narrowly His Predecessor's ways Supporting Church and State establish'd still XV. And now black Malice what canst thou presage Thy Fears are vain a KING hath spoke Recall He will not Spend thy force and teeth of rage On thy Pragmaticks But let HIM be All. XVI None can conceive a Change as matters stand But those that would stir up Cadmaean bowels And coveting the Fatness of the Land Instead of Salt do harbour miry Souls XVII JAMES doth not scatter painted words as Thou Who Protheus-like dost but for Int'rest change He to all Circes Men proclaims Adieu And next to Conscience doth his Impire range XVIII He hat 's those Flatt'ries Alexander prais'd He hat 's a Posture moulded out of frame And scorns Religion by Reflexion rais'd Nay doth reject it from his Diadem XIX He for Obedience to his Crown doth look And knows it can with th' inward Acts agree Of Conscience which as yet HE never shook Nor will a Rise to any for it be XX. Permitting Pallas to spread into Streams Distinct in Taste and Nature in each Vein If she but pays due tribute to the beams Of Jupiter and lets Him steer the main XXI Thy Peace is th' onely Prize of all his toyl Thy Fame and greatness is his onely Thought These by new Fashions He will not turmoyl He knows such Blessings are by Concord wrought XXII Hence Loyal Heart in such a PRINCE rejoyce Who leaves thee free both right and left whose eye Doth scorn a Changeling Be glad in thy choice Permitting others to dream of their skies XXIII These that will gape at shadows are but vain Stick thou to Juno And perswaded be Whatever mischief breeds a scatred brain Thou l't scape the clashings of old Centaury XXIV For JAMES is good His like no Age did know Yea though Heav'ns would the golden Age restore A better PRINCE they never could bestow On Earth nor bless it with a richer s●●●●● XXV And now great PRINCE My Muse to Wishes turns Short of Thy Worth yet take them as they come They 'r true My Soul with clear Devotion burns Albeit Thy Splendor doth my heat benum XXVI Let Thy Triang'lar Kingdom be a Ring In circular Proportion always spred Till Lillies spin And bowing to their King Inammel fearly Rosy RUBIES bed XXVII Hence let Archimedes above contrive That none thy pleasant Circle may outdare But if to shew his pow'rful skill he strive Then of a Circle let him make a Square XXVIII Let not Narcissus think Thee void of Pow'r For Jupiter will by a single stroke At thy request shake Legions in an hour Of British Hearts from old Dodona's Oak XXIX If quiet was the charm of some 'T is not Thy Mind to wear a Crown at such a rate An active Soul hath fallen to Thy Lot Thy Conquests and Thy Arm shall make Thee great XXX Undaunted England is now train'd to bear The Toyls of Mars and to improve their Arms To make the Cont'nent tremble at Thy Spear And make their Rocks to shrink at Thy Alarms XXXI Methinks I hear Thy Warlike Captains shout I hear the Britain Lyons fiercely roar I see the Martial Wheel now turn'd about And German Eagle by Thy help to soare XXXII When Thracian Fields shall be but chasing Plains Then shall Great JAMES'S ammunition ground Become a Martial Camp His fatal chains Shall bring his Captives more than string'd for bour'd XXXIII Great JAMES is known His Valour many felt His Courage shook both Sea and Land His Spear Made Belgick Lyons trembling heart to melt Like Butter in the Sun for Pannick fear XXXIV Yea Lillies fainted without JAMES his hand And were defended by His Sovereign Steel Why may not they be now brought to a stand And be transplanted like Navarra's Wheel XXXV And when Thy Trumpets sound Thy Lions roar Thy Drums are beating on the Continent Let fair Lucina be on th' English Shoar And morning Rainbow by Lucina sent XXXVI Let th' first bring PRINCES from th' HESPERIAN Rib The second Plenty on Thy pleasant Land Let HIM whose Royal Cradle was a Crib Unto them both their Watching-word command XXXVIII Till Time expires let not Thy Empire fall Let JAMES his Hand all stubborn Giants shake His Triumphs may have then a Funeral When Water Skie and Earth by flashes break XXXVIII Thus long live JAMES and MARY great Let Fame Cry loud Your Grandeur Riches and Renown Till Jove conveys You by the milky stream To Caesar's Soul and Ariadne's Crown AN ODE Inviting the Nymphs to congratulate the Accession to the Crown of England Scotland France and Ireland of their Most Excellent Majesties JAMES the II. and MARY His Royal Consort I. YOU smooth Neptunian Daughters come to shore We wait on you and do allure Your high Ligurian Pile Let not swift Ganges by his golden store Keep you secure Nor PO by whirlings discompose your file II. Tread on a breast sweet Nymphs and bring the Lyre You must strike up a charming Tune For JAMES and MARY are New-marry'd Therefore Candor do inspire Into the Moon And let Latona's Off-spring keep the Rear III. They Married are unto a Three-fold Crown A three-fold Hymen therefore sing You 'l here with Roses meet Nor will the Thistle tear your Numbers down And Ireland's string Will make your Harps in harmony run sweet IV. But when you 'r past the Pyrenaean Hill Bring each of you a Lillies stalk They hither do belong By this exploit you 'l all Pretences kill And freely walk In Thames's bed and sing an endless Song V. Repeating always Long live Queen and King Of England Scotland Ireland France Great MARY and Great JAMES Let Caesar dare a Pompey let His String Make Cockrills dance And let Sequana bow to mighty Thames FINIS