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A33168
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The oration of Cicero for M. Marcellus done into English ; with an appendix relating to the Prince of Orange.; Pro Marcello. English
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Cicero, Marcus Tullius.
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1689
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Wing C4314; ESTC R15376
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You the rich Thanks full Elogy should have Who better things and with more brav'ry save Which to himself the gratefull Consul gave And when our last acknowledgments were over He would attend you with his Vows to Dover Wishing that France may find you in the end Just such a Foe as England has a Friend For though you have already more Atchiev'd Than will in after Ages be believ'd Thô all admire some envie we applaud That Courage which has Rome and Caesar aw'd Yet neither you nor we can rest content With our own Safety Ease and Settlement These goods must scatter like the vital Air And with our Isle the Continent must share As the World's light from Delos took his birth Then suddenly illustrated the Earth Others to you appeal your Arms invite In Worthies all the injur'd have a right For greater things you seem by Heav'n design'd With that Just Active Universal Mind Which thinks nought done when there is more behind While there are any that oppress Mankind You carry Sir a double conqu'ring Name And to each part you owe its proper fame The William has been satisfy'd 't is true Whenas your kind Invasion did subdue But Henry calls your late succesfull hand To plant fresh Laurels on a neighbouring Land And that the Prince may with good Omens march There stands by Orange a triumphal Arch Marius the brave did that erect and you Both by the Spirit Masculine you shew And by your Female half are Marius too Beside we Bards the wonder of this Age And you discry in old poetick rage Behold the lab'ring Sibyl how she heaves Plucks from a golden bough her sweet green leaves To which she does commit this unripe sense Of a mysterious distant Providence Another young Augustus I espy Arisig from the womb of Destiny In whose triumphant and auspicious Reign The great Messiah shall be born again Live he and truth for ever then in spite Of miter'd subtilty and crowned might Though blust'ring Herod and the cross High-priest Should for their ruine be together piec'd But while vain Franchises set them at odds This gen'rous youth shall from their slavish rods Set Nations free and from their knavish gods The Druids too have wrote in fatal Oak Of one should break the European yoke Confine the Lillies that abroad do roam And for their living make 'em spin at home That fatal Oak was split but since it meets Now by conjunction of the D. E. Fleets This Oracle is plain to every sight And Lewis scares being read in open light As Mene Tekel did Belshazzar fright Nay their Pucelle and famous Nostradame Have strange inspir'd Sayings much the same Obscure at first but late events of time Interpret all the ridlings of their rhyme When the Welch Mountains lie-in of a Mouse Which with old Rats shall quit the falling House When Albion's Sun arises in the West And Wolves to suckle Romulus are prest When Pais Bas shall be no longer low When Britain shall be won without a foe Let Gallia then beware a Mortal blow Whene'er a Tree whose fruit the Dragon keeps And that keeps him from any quiet sleeps Shall to the Wood give wings and with it fly Where Neptune that sure Protestant Allie The Union spoils of Cousin L. and J. Dragon look to 't there 's something in the wind Worse than the Fistula in your Tail behind â—â— Louis Le Grand that is the monstrous Cheat Who has so long so falsly past for great You must detect and prove him counterfeit Whose onely fighting metal is his Gold And Victories Towns or Princes basely sold The Hardship Hazard Stress of real War Are things he onely hears of from afar But if there has been trucking or the like He comes his bargain not his foe to strike Whose faith is fraud and his most Christian works Advice and Bribes and Succour to the Turks Thy Edict Nants now Interdict that shows This the betray'd attackt Vienna knows He always has pretensions on the weak As bound all Covenants with them to break The Gordian knot of Articles in words If not by tricks unty'd is cut by Swords His thoughts are troubled and his rest does cease While Neighbours quiet or the World has peace Nor Harp nor Tabor can remove his fits Then Saul complains in Council as he sits No falshood no perfidious part to play No mischief done Friends we have lost the day O scandalous how people live at ease Go let a Fever upon Europe seize It is the onely cure for my disease There let each paroxysm have its turn The Peasant tremble and the Village burn What an indignity when I am near For any to be safe or without fear This horrid insolence I must chastise Wherein the highest provocation lies Who thinks himself secure does me despise As if the Majesty of Nost ' Plaisir Could be ty'd up by Truce till such a year As if I were not able to subvert What paltry States and Lordlings make so pert Or else I would not with fierce Ottoman Render as many wretched as I can When save my self 't is my great bliss and pride To see no happy or proud thing beside The wings we clipp'd are grown behold how soon That Eagle mounts and soars above the Moon Let him be humbled to the state before Untill the Crescent has new horns to gore Against the Palatine our Troops employ A petty right not mine he does enjoy Nor were it worth the while him to annoy But for that royal pleasure to destroy Then Furstenburg the Traitour but our Slave Does to weak titles strong protection crave Bid Baviere Pope Emperour begone For those three Kings of Cologne I 'll make one Let Humieres make haste the Dutch to plague And fetch their Hannibal to defend his Hague By Cannons on the Rhine my will rehearse That the confed'rate Rabble should disperse Tell the old Jethro that is grown a Child Squabbling for toys if he 'd be reconcil'd Now is his time or else to all intents He 'll find a Herod for the Innocents The English above all my patience urge Those Hereticks with Scorpions I would scourge But since the Sea won't let me thither skip That in their stead like Xerxes I must whip If there be more as yet not over-run Let 'em together meet and be undone Defiance we to all at once declare And bait for pastime the whole Northern Bear. It was too mean to deal in Contributions And little military Executions Banditi Tory's Highway-men live thus There are more stately mischiefs left for us Great and small villany has a diff'rent vogue That constitutes a Lewis this a Rogue For slighter evils and for partial woes For piece-meal havock upon single foes When Countries Kings Worlds should be overthrown Now by their total ruine I 'll attone Pardon me Soverign Honour that so late This Victim to thy Shrine I consecrate So spake the Lucifer of France and fell With armed Fiends streight to enlarge his hell For