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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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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
each place Terror and Conquest lightned from his Face His Foes Astonish'd Sunk upon the Plain And scarce a Few escap'd Affrighted o'er the Main But These are Stroaks that claim a Master's Hand Unfit for me to touch what Few can e're Command Mean while as long as Silver Boyne shall flow And fruitful Crops to neighbouring Meads bestow As long as Mountague's exalted Page Fill'd with Thy Glorys shall retain its Rage As long as Ireland's rescu'd Laws shall stand So long Thy Conquests shall adorn That Land Nor is Thy Conquering Soul to Lands confin'd The Ocean has to Thee her Bounds refign'd Lord of the Sea where e're Thy Fleets are found The wondring Coasts Thy settled Fame resound The French observing where Thy Navy rides Keep close at home nor dare They trust the Tides Too well They call to mind that Fatal hour When Russel chas'd Them with his floating Power The harmless Tourville thought it time to fly When he perceiv'd an English Fleet was nigh This is our Islands Strength should Armies fail The Terror of our Ships would still prevail But thou at once art Fear'd upon the Plain And art Supream Controuler of the Main Well then may Tourville and the Gallick Fleet Despair of Safety when our Force They meet La Hogue's remembred still whose Dreadful Name Confounds their Spirits and reveals their Shame With what Impatience did the Foes retire Led by the Light of their Own Navy's Fire Namur should be One Subject of my Song Namur so Great so Daring and so Strong No common Fortress here deludes Your Fame This won You spread throughout the Globe Your Name Nature and Art Blood Fire and Rage combine To disappoint the Bold the Brave Design How did the battering Canons prove their Force And fierce Battalions storm it in their Course In vain the warm Defenders would repell Your Conquering Troops for when the Boldest fell A New Supply was still reserv'd behind The same the Boldness and the Conquering mind Cuits leads them on the King's Example fires The Hero and to Conquest Him inspires Now would I Draw collected near the Town The Foes United Strength to finish Thy Renown In vain doth Villeroy threaten to advance With all the Pride and all the Power of France In vain pretends with a Superior Force To brave Your Army and divert Your Course Slighting his Threats quick Orders You dispence To Storm the Fort in spight of all Defence To gain their Lodgments and the Work pursue Contemning All that Foes on either side can do Mean while the French are much alarm'd to find Such Resolution and such Conduct joyn'd Amaz'd at all the Actions they Behold At Troops so Daring and a King so Bold Stand gazing on to see the Fort resign'd And own Nassau the Greatest of Mankind Thus Those who aim'd at Universal Sway Are here Compell'd to Wonder and Obey Those who with Gold so often had o'errun Whole Provinces and strongest Places won Oppos'd in open VVar decline the Field Attest Your Valour and Consent to Yeild THIS were a Task indeed but oh my Muse Unknowing to be Bold must such a Work refuse Far from the War she humbly seeks to rove And sing in softer Strains of Peace and Love Now may she sing of both for Mars resigns His Empire Venus with Apollo joyns The God of Day triumphs again serenely shines War 's now no more the Trumpet 's shrill Alarm Excites no Terror and implies no Harm No longer now destructive Engines roar No longer breath Defiance from our Shore Instead of Thunder Peals of Joy afford For Your Return and for the Peace restor'd Restor'd by You Great KING for You alone Cou'd check th' Enlargment of the Gallick Throne Let others boast ignoble Foes to tame Foes much unequal and unus'd to Fame Unlike such Victors stronger Armies You E'en in their height of Triumphs can subdue War 's now no more let every Wind diffuse Where'er the Ocean rouls the happy News On every Shore shall pressing Throngs be found Prepar'd with list ' ning Ears to catch the joyfull Sound With Shouts of Gladness shall the Tidings hear Resume their Spirits and discharge their Fear War 's now no more the humble Shepherds lead Their Flocks with Joy securely now they feed The Husbandman no more his Toil restrains But reaps Himself the Harvest of his pains The thriving Merchant unmolested joyns Both Indies and returns with sailing Mines The Muses too their drooping Spirits raise And sing aloud the PEACE the Triumph of our Days The Brittish Monarch has the lasting Fame Of settling Europe's Peace and every Lawfull Claim What Pow'r on Earth could e'er have long withstood The just Attempt of one so Great so Good A Prince whose Name strikes Terror in his Foes Secures a constant and a firm Repose A Fame so bright so much beyond the Praise Of modern Heroes well might Wonder raise Enough to make an * Czar of Moscovy Emperor leave his Throne So far remote his Conquests newly won And Greater still in view to visit Him alone So Sheba's Queen to distant Judah came To see a Prince that fill'd the World with Fame To Thee Great KING united Europe gave Their Armies to command their Rights to save Wisely They chose for what Their joynt Consent Resolv'd is answer'd by the Great Event By long Experience of Your Arms They knew What such a Leader such a King could do No Wonder then Thy vast Heroick Toil Makes Mighty Princes court the Brittish Soil In Person come to view and to admire Him who has sav'd the World from Rage and Fire Who fearless thro' incircling Dangers sprung Eager of Fame Wise Pow'rful Brave and Young And wheresoe'er He flew brought Victory along O how I could enlarge this pleasing Scene The Subject pleases tho' the Verse be mean But that I know your Patience and your Time Too weighty to be spent on trifling Rhime Else would I spread the Glories of Thy Line How Great how full of Splendor how Divine What heaps of Honours and of Conquests grace The numerous Branches of Thy Godlike Race Triumphant All the Publick Good pursue And yet are pleas'd to be outdone by You. But yet so Great so Gallant so Renown'd As Thou in all the Courts of Fame art found Yet have we seen Thee All the Man forego Lavish in Grief and far oppress'd with Woe But then what Power is This that could Controul Such Martial Heat and Shake so firm a Soul MARIA could Alone MARIA's hapless Fate Made All the Hero Sink the Fierce the Bold the Great Oh! She was Goodness All with Pride unstain'd And yet the Port of Majesty retain'd Of Manly Spirit yet Serene of Face Adorn'd with every Virtue every Grace Whilst in her Eyes transcendent Charms were seen Minerva's Wisdom Juno's Awful Meen Arose Conspicuous in This Matchless QVEEN Pow'r Mercy Bounty All conspir'd to show The World an Angel whilst She liv'd below Just were Thy Tears on This occasion shewn For such a Loss no Age had ever known With Thee whole Nations wept and press'd with Grief Prolong'd their Mourning careless of Relief Thine was a nearer Loss We more admire Thou couldst so soon revive Thy Martial Fire Than that we saw Thy Tears but Fate ordain'd The Hero still should rise and so his Grief restrain'd Now has He gain'd his Height for what remains For Valour to perform since Europe Peace obtains This was His Work in which the Hero spent His Generous Blood for such a Great Event A Work so full of Wonder and of Fame That all the World Consents to rev'rence his Name Let other Writers other Acts rehearse Display His Bolder Deeds in Bolder Verse Mine be the Task of Peace diffusing o'er Its golden Fruits to every happy Shore Here when I weigh that None beside was found Able to check Ambition and to bound Insulting Foes whose project was to Awe United Nations and give Europe Law How am I rais'd with Wonder and with Flame Rage Fury Transport All that I can name Hurries me on to spread Thy Matchless Fame Who doth not feel th' Effect of all Thy Cares At Home in Council or Abroad in Wars What Part of All the Universe complains Whilst so Renown'd so Just a Monarch reigns Is there a Virtue that to Human Sense Seems Useful and goes Unrewarded hence By Thee the Muses are advanc'd above The People's Censure or Uncertain Love Rais'd to Thy Councils or in meaner Trust Their least degree of Merit 's to be Just Thou know'st their Worth and with Remark hast seen How faithful to Thy Service They have been In all Sublime Occasions that Require A Watchful Conduct and an Active Fire Let the World judge if Those of Phoebus Train Those whom the KING has chosen to retain Have e'er been found Remiss in Needful Care Or in the Wish'd Success without a Double Share Then let the KING the Muses Tribe increase Indulge their Labours and Secure their Peace FINIS