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And in thy Stead protects the Orphan Land,

Like thee, aſpires by Virtue to Renown, Fights to ſecure an Empire not his own, Reaps only Toil himſelf, and gives away a Crown. At length thy Pray'er, O Pious Prince! is heard, Heav'a has, at length, in its own Caule appear d. At length Ramillia's Field atones for all |} The faithleſs Breaches of the perjur'd Gaul; At length a better Age to Man decreed, With Truth, with Peace, and Juſtice ſhall ſucceed; Falba are the Proud, and the griev'd World is freed.

One Triumph yet, my Muſe, remains behind. Another Vengeance yet the Gaul ſhall find; On Lombard Plains, beyond his Alpine Hills, Louis the Force of Hoſtile Britain feels; Swift to ber Friends diftreſs'd her Succours fly, And diftant Wars her Wealthy Sons ſupply: From flow unaQive Courts, they _ to hear Eugene, a Name to ev*'ry Briron dear, By tedious lavguiſhing Delays is held 5 Repining, and impatieng, from the Field: * While factious Stateſmen riot in Exceſs, | And lazy Prieſts whole Provinces poſfefs, Of unregarded Wants the Brave complain, And the ſtarv'd Soldier ſues for Bread in vain; At once with generous Indignation warm, Britain the Treaſure ſends, and bids the Heroe Arm,

Staight eager to the Field, he fpeeds away, 8

There vows the Victor Gaul ſhall dear repay

Chear d by the Preſence of the Chief they love, Once more their Fate the Warriors long to prove; Reviy'd each Soldier lifts his drooping Head, | Forgets his Wounds, and calls him on to Lead; Agiin their Creſts the German Eagles rear,

Stretch their broad Wings, and Fan the Latian Air; Greedy for Battle and the Prey they call,

And point great Eugene s Thunder on the Gaul.

The Chief commands, and ſoon in dread Array Onwards the moving Legions urge their Way With hardy Marches and ſucceſsful Haſte, Oer ev'ry Barrier Fortunate they paſs'd, Which Nature or the skilful Foe had plac'd.'

The Foe in vain with Gallick Arts attends, To mark which way the wary Leader bends; Vainly in War's myſterious Rules is Wiſe, Lurks where tall Woods and thickeſt Coverts riſe, And meanly hopes a Conqueſt from Surprize. Now with fwift Horſe the Plain around em beats, And oft Advances, and as oft Retreats; - Now fix d to wait the coming Force, he ſeems, Secur'd by ſteepy Banks and rapid Streams; While River-Gods in vain Exhauſt their Store, From plenteous Urns the guſhing Torreats pour, Riſe o'er their utmoſt Margins to the Plain, And ſtrive to ſtay the Warrior's Haſte in yain; Alike they paſs the Plain and cloſer Wood, Explore the Ford and tempt the ſwelling Flood, Unſhaken ſtill purſue their ſtedfaſt Courſe, And where they want their Way, they find it or they force.

But anxious Thoughts Savoy's Great Prince infeſt, And roll ill-boding in his Careful Breaſt; Oft he revolves the Ruins of the Great, And ſadly thinks on loſt Bavaria's Fate, The hapleſs Mark of Fortune's cruel Sport, C

An Exile, meanly fore d to beg Support From the {low Bounties of a Foreign Court. Forc'd from his loy'd Turin, his laſt Retreat, His Glory once and Empire's ancient Seat, \ He ſees from far where wide Deſtructions ſpread, And fiery Show'rs the goodly Town Invade, Then turns to mourn in vain his ruin'd State, And curſe the unrelenting Tyrant's Hate. But great Eugens prevents his ev'ry Fear,

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28 A Pon M on the glorious Succeſſes Not Danger, Toil, the tedious wyeary Way,

Nor all the Gallick Pow'rs his promis'd Aid delay. Like Truth itſelf unknowing how to fail,

He ſcorn'd to doubt, and knewy he muſt prevail. Thus ever certain does the Sun appear,

Bound by the Law of Fove's Eternal Year; Thus conſtant to his Courſe ſets out at Morn,

Round the wide World in twice Twelve Hours is born

Straight to the Town the Heroes turn their Care, Their Friendly Succour for the Brave prepare, And on the Foe united bend the War. Oer the ſteep Trench and Ramparts guarded Height, At once they ruſh and drive the rapid Fight; With idle Arms the Gallick Legions ſeem To ſtem the Rage of the reſiſtleſs Stream, At onee it bears em down, at once they yield, Headlong are puſh'd and ſwept along the Field; Reſiſtance ceaſes, and tis War no more, At once the Vanquiſtid own the Victors Pow'r;

Throughout the Field, where-cer they turn their Sight,

»Tis all or Conqueſt or Inglorious Flight; | Swift to their reſcu'd Friends their joys they bear, With Life and Liberty at once they Chear, And fave em in the Moment of Deſpair, So timely to the Aid of ſinking Rome, With active Haſte did Great Camillus come: So to the Capitol he forc'd his. Way, So from the proud Barbarians ſnateb'd the Prey, And ſav'd his Country in one Signal Day. From impious Arms at length, O Louis, ceaſe! And have at length the lab ring World in Peace,

of ber Myxsr y's Arms, &c, 29 Beſt Heav'n diſcloſe ſome yet more Fatal Scene, Fatal beyond Ramillia or Turin;

Eeft' from thy Hand thou ſee thy Sceptre torn; And humbled in the Duſt thy Loſſes mourn;

Leſt urg d at length thy own repining Slave, 8

Tho? fond of Burdens, and in Bondage brave, Purſue thy Hoary Head with Curſes to the Grave.

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