125 Or how his brows may be with laurel charg'd, Whatever Heav'n, or high extracted blood LII. Of the invafion and defeat OF THE TURKS, IN THE YEAR 1683. THE modern Nimrod, with a fafe delight * St. James's. 130 136 Grown proud, and weary of his wonted game, A prince with eunuchs and the fofter sex Render the hopes he gave his master vain. The flying Turks, that bring the tidings home, 15 And his guard murmurs, that so often brings His own ill conduct by another's fate: He Baffas' heads, to fave his own, made fly, The fatal bowstring was not in his thought, * Vienna. 20 25 Strangled he lies! yet feems to cry aloud, 30 The Turks fo low, why fhould the Christians lofe Such an advantage of their barb'rous foes? Neglect their prefent ruin to complete, Before another Solyman they get? Too late they would with fhame, repenting, dread He Rhodes and Buda from the Chriftians tore, But, sparing Turks, as if with rage poffeft, That the victorious people are undone! 35 40 45 What angel fhall defcend to reconcile The Chriftian ftates, and end their guilty toil? A prince more fit from Heav'n we cannot ask Than Britain's king, for fuch a glorious task; His dreadful navy, and his lovely mind, Gives him the fear and favour of mankind: His warrant does the Christian faith defend; On that relying, all their quarrels end. The peace is fign'd, and Britain does obtain What Rome had fought from her fierce fons in vain. doth claim, In battles won Fortune a part 30 55 In this fuccefsful union we find Only the triumph of a worthy mind. "Tis all accomplish'd by his royal word, Without unfheathing the destructive sword; 60 Their peace disturb'd, their plenty, or their trade: The arts of peace are not to him unknown; 65 70 Charles! by old Greece with a new freedom grac'd, Above her antique heroes fhall be plac'd. What Thefeus did, or Theban Hercules, Holds no compare with this victorious peace; Which on the Turks fhall greater honour gain, Than all their giants and their monsters slain : Thofe are bold tales, in fabulous ages told, This glorious act the living do behold. W HAT revolutions in the world have been! How are we chang'd fince we first saw the Queen! 76 She, like the fun, does still the fame appear, May ev'ry new year find her still the fame In health and beauty as fhe hither came ! 5 10 With like confent, and like defert, was crown'd The glorious Prince * that does the Turk confound. Victorious both! his conduct wins the day, 15 And her example chases vice away: Tho' louder fame attend the martial rage; 18 'Tis greater glory to reform the age. VE ENUS LIV. OF TEA, COMMENDED BY HER MAJESTY, Us her myrtle, Phoebus has his bays; John Sobieski, king of Poland. |