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To His Sacred Majesty, King William III, a panegyrick presented to the Earl of Portland / by Mr. Manning.
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Manning, Mr. (Francis), fl. 1688-1716.
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1698
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Wing M490; ESTC R15612
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TO His Sacred MAJESTY King WILLIAM III. A PANEGYRICK Presented to the EARL of PORTLAND The Second Edition By Mr. MANNING Nil majus generatur Ipso Nec Viget Quidquam simile Horat. LONDON Printed for J. Weld at the Crown in Fleet-street between the two Temple-gates 1698. To the Right Honourable WILLIAM Earl of PORTLAND c. Knight of the Most Noble Order of the Garter SInce by so Earnest and so Wise a Care You Rule that Treaty which Concludes the War Since Europe doth Confess the Peace is due Next to our matchless King my Lord to You. Well may the Muses grateful Offerings raise To Him whose Worth so far transcends their Praise Him whose unwearied Services commend The Faithfulst Subject and the Faithfulst Friend Accept my Lord a Muse that strives to Sing The Greatest Hero and the Greatest King She strives indeed but to her Cost she found Her Voice too Weak for so Sublime a Sound A Theme so Lofty and a Work so Bold Ask strength and Fancy not to be Controul'd Like a rude Painter whom propitious Chance Directs unknown some Likeness to advance All I can boast amounts alone to bring Some faint Resemblance of so Brave a King Portland is able best to judge How well The Picture shews the Great Original Can with a glance Discern if in the Lines Ought that is like a true Proportion shines For You have from the Hero's mouth been taught His gallant Aims and all his inmost Thought And have Your Self been Witness of the Toil He spent in Arms to save the Brittish Soil How with amazing Valour He pursu'd His numerous Foes thro' Dust and Fire and Blood Whilst His Triumphant Fleet at his Command Dispers'd His Thunder thro' the Hostile Land Destroying Towns and Navys that presume To share His Ocean and to tempt their Doom Till now their Master fearful of His Pow'r Solicites Peace which he Disdain'd before With hast He Signs releasing All his Claim To Towns and Countries won and bends to William's Name TO THE KING VOuchsafe Great Sir to hear without disdain Some of the Wonders that Compose your Reign Take as your Due suspending Arms a while The Title of Preserver of our Isle 〈◊〉 other Monarchs found a wide Command â—n Laws Subverted or a Conquered Land Born for the World's Relief You glory more To free that Nation and those Laws restore There needs no Conquest to maintain Your Sway You Reign o'er People willing to Obey When Parents lost to Nature would forsake Their Children and the just Succession break Who blames an Heir that with propitious Speed Sets forth his Claim and labours to Suceed So when old Saturn had resolv'd to chase His Eldest Jove and all his Lawful Race Mov'd with the Wrong the injur'd Son arose Maintain'd his Title and Dispers'd his Foes And here Great King what Praise and Thanks are due For England's Happiness restor'd by You What storms of Fury this poor Island toss't Before You landed on the Brittish Coast The brand of Zeal was ready to inflame Its Bosom and destroy our native Claim To Liberty Religion Law and Right When to prevent it We Your aid invite You came You saw like Caesar You succeed And all our Captive-Laws by You are freed So Perseus once to save the injur'd Maid Flew o'er the Deep and brought a timely Aid Fain would I dwell upon this great Relief That fix'd our Safety and dispers'd our Grief Recorded Let it be to future Time Inspiring Poets with unusual Rhime Let the Triumphant Subject fill each Page Exalt their Numbers and increase their Rage But then how Large how Bright should be the Flame That dares attempt to spread the Hero's Fame He who like Lightning shone upon our Land Dread in his Look and Justice in his Hand Yet when He shot thro' every guarded place Forbore his Vengeance and display'd his Grace A Love so Wondrous and an Act so Bold Make us believe Thee scarce of humane Mould But what 's more suited to such Deeds that Fate Some Guardian Angel sent to prop a sinking State Pale Horror now nor Crimson Slaughter bear Your feet ascending to the Regal Chair How soon our Great Preserver did unite The Monarch's Grandeur and the People's Right How soon were all our gathering Tempests o'er When once You shew'd Your Person on our shore So when the Winds at Juno's suit arose And pour'd impetuous fury on her Foes The Oceans God did all his Care employ To lay those Winds and save remaining Troy France for an Age her deep Designs had laid And for a War a Vast Provision made Whilst Neighb'ring Kings observ'd it not or drown'd In soft Amusements slighted what they found Or what is worse expected to partake That Pow'r that did the World's whole Fabrick shake Thus Fleets were built and Armies on the strand Insulting spread a Fear thro' every Land On You Brave Prince the low'ring Tempest fell And Storms increase as You their Rage repell France Hydra-like no sooner lost one Head But still Two more seem'd risen in its stead Till You pursuing with Herculean Toil Oppos'd her Progress and regain'd the Spoil Plac'd in the Throne by Law by Right your Due All our Complaints are soon redress'd by You. Oâ—câ— more with joy we see our Laws restor'd The Nation 's Honour and the Prince's VVord 〈◊〉 People now whose universal Voice Gave Thee the Crown confirm the worthy Choice The grateful Senate votes with joynt Applause Sufficient Aids for Thine and Europe's Cause VVhilst You with care disposing of the same Make large returns of Empire and of Fame Thus Scotland when Rebellious Arms withstood The Joynt Election and the Publick Good Glad to contribute to your Fame's increase VVas by your Arms restor'd to native Peace 'T was here a Savage Brood maintain'd the VVar Bred among Rocks and harden'd by Despair Eager of Blood inur'd to Toil and Cold Led by a hardy Rebel Firm and Bold In vain attempted with a fierce Career To check Thy Progress and thy Laurels tear Fill'd with Thy Genius brave Mackay receiv'd The Sturdy Foe who such bold Acts atchiev'd That had his Cause been Right his Fortune we had greiv'd But This may shew what Fate 's decreed for Those VVhose impious Arms dare such a King oppose To Ireland passing next I should disclose Great King Thy Triumphs over other Foes There should I trace Thee to the dusty Fight Plung'd in the midst and mov'd with fierce Delight Pursuing Squadrons of the yielding Foe VVhilst Boyn's white VVaves grew red at every blow VVhen Bullets by Divine Commission flew And pitying Europe's state distinguish'd You. What Perils in the Tumult didst thou run Confronting Death which had the World undone But Providence thy Guardian ever found Exchang'd the Ruine for a painful Wound O that I had but Waller's Heavenly flame Powerful and Bright proportion'd to Your Fame In Verse triumphant as my Theme I 'd sing The Godlike Deeds of happy Britain's King How swift as Phoebus Rays he Pierc'd