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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A47394	A poem on the peace happily concluded between England, Spain, Holland and France, at Reswick, 1697. By Edmund Killingworth, B.A. and fellow of New College in Oxford	Killingworth, Edmund, b. 1671 or 2.	1697 (1697)	Wing K474K; ESTC R215504	1,619	8

A POEM ON THE PEACE Happily Concluded between England Spain Holland and France At Reswick 1697. By Edmund Killingworth B. A. and Fellow of New College in Oxford LONDON Printed for E. Whitlock near Stationers Hall 1697. TO THE Right Honourable THE EARL of SUNDERLAND One of the Lords Justices of England AND Lord Chamberlain to his Majestie 's Houshold SIR VVHilst each King the Wars dread Randing done His Neighbour troubles not but minds his Throne Whilst taught to grow by Trade and govern Peace Spencer and Spencer's Arts their States redress Pardon the Joy which Muse and Fury brings The Man of Nations and the Love of Kings Hush all ye Thrones Hush ev'ry Hallow'd Power Whilst Godlike Nassau speaks Be War no more T is said And strait to distant Nations round An Angel clipt and sate upon the Sound In the Third Heav'n on a fair Crystal-fold Is Peace Joy Love and all that 's Peace enroll'd Hail Peace Old Age's Beauty Ploughman's Rain The Pagan's Gospel and the Miser's Gain Wizards Presage Atheists Prayer Envy's Love Below the Song of Men and Hymn of Gods above The Times that hear Blest Reswick's Leaguer slight Or Namur's hardy Siege or Mons's Fight Here the proud Louvre views 'twixt Joy and Shame The Heavenly Mortgage made to William's Name With so much Ease such Costly Wonders done In one hard Day the Toil of Ages won And him the Forts earn'd with French Smart afore His Brittons slumb'ring to the World restore Old Latium kept hard Conquests like their Word Nor let the bandy'd Cities shift their Lord Now the fierce Child as Reverend Homer chants His nobler warlike leafy Ramparts plants Old Rome Sir for such Acts so much is due Nassau their Oath had held a Day for you Doubtless Towns got so soon are govern'd long Fenc'd with your Mystick Arms made Heavenly strong They by your Conduct taught rank Ease abhor And in mid-Peace abide the Smart of War With Care like yours Jove's Bird his Dues assumes And carries Thunder on his Downy Plumes Enough to shew when they 'l provoke their Doom You 'l drive the French-men's puny Conquests home When the Fiend War you by your Valour 's Spell England the Circle chain'd up fast in Hell You glorifi'd the Towns thro' which you rode The Briton's Angel and the Belgian's God The gracious Pomp of Peace adorn'd your March Half Heavens bright Concave your Triumphal Arch. ●ull Ten Years Wars assaulted Dryden's Troy Twice Ten Years Wars Great William's Tale employ No more our Children Hector shall bewail Tell us tell us they cry dear William's Tale. How the Batavians while her Arms advance Our Nation errant freed from Spain and France Now having pass'd the Streight your Thunder soon Makes their Oak-Gyants tremble in Thoulon Whence forc'd at last they cowring from afar Like mean-got Traffick run their Ships of War E're long set sail again and we pursue Hatter'd in th' old World dog 'em to the New Where they like Thieves pant in their Watry Den Heedless of Rocks yet sculking from our Men And whilst their beating Hearts for Terror ake The World 's vast Island for Great Britain take How Distant Nations worship his Renown And where scarce God himself is William known The Russia North his decent Courage greets The Savage North quakes at our Southern Heats Fair Moscow learns the Passage of the Rhine And Moscow's Torrent gives it for the Boyne Our Western Jove how Turkish Squadrons fear Will o're the Hellespont Europa bear But now The World unknown in Courts before Shall find our Husband King Love's Throne adore As once their Sides th' Immortal Sticklers chose These for Aeneas and for Turnus those So you Sir with your lovely lovely Dame Shall see the Polish Stage fight out your Nuptial Game Clipt in her Arms O! Listen to her Prayer Nay do not do not mind these ugly ways of War Whilst Peace with her rich Urn at Thresholds stands And holds to Hunger's Mouth her blessing Hands Since Crowds at Ease th' anointed Cares devour As all was Rage behind let all be Love before Men rough in War in Peace are soft agen War the Brutes Plague the Charter Peace of Men. A while to view the great World join'd with this Milton would quit his own lov'd Paradise Himself a Cherub now And Gabriel's Spade th' inchanted Bridge should lay And with bright Topaz Uriel pave the Way O! may your Kingdom 's feel without Alloy Like you Sir an unweary'd Line of Joy Nor Seamen quarrel nor our Merchants find The lean War leave it's Tygers Claws behind Whilst you thank those that reign'd for you before Much Cavendish Sommers much but Spencer more FINIS