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That fun, which we beheld with cozen'd eyes
Within the water, mov'd along the skies.
How eafy 'tis, when destiny proves kind,
With full-fpread fails to run before the wind!
But those that 'gainst stiff gales laveering go,
Must be at once refolv'd and fkilful too.
He would not, like soft Otho, hope prevent,
But stay'd and suffer'd fortune to repent.
These virtues Galba in a stranger fought,
And Piso to adopted empire brought.

How fhall I then my doubtful thoughts exprefs,
That must his sufferings both regret and bless?
For when his early valour Heav'n had croft;
And all at Worc'fter but the honour loft;
Forc'd into exile from his rightful throne,
He made all countries where he came his own;
And viewing monarchs' fecret arts of sway,
A royal factor for his kingdoms lay.

Thus banish'd David spent abroad his time,
When to be God's anointed was his crime;
And when reftor'd, made his proud neighbours rue
Thofe choice remarks he from his travels drew,
Nor is he only by afflictions shown

To conquer others realms, but rule his own:

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Recovering hardly what he loft before,

His right endears it much; his purchase more.
Inur'd to fuffer ere he came to reign,

No rash procedure will his actions stain:
To bufinefs ripen'd by digeftive thought,
His future rule is into method brought:
As they, who first proportion understand,
With easy practice reach a master's hand.
Well might the ancient poets then confer
On night the honour'd name of Counseller,
Since ftruck with rays of profperous fortune blind,
We light alone in dark afflictions find.

In fuch adverfities to scepters train'd,

The name of Great his famous grandfire gain'd:
Who yet a king alone in name and right,
With hunger, cold, and angry Jove did fight;
Shock'd by a cov'nanting league's vast pow'rs,
As holy and as catholic as our's:

'Till fortune's fruitless fpite had made it known,

Her blows not shook but riveted his throne.
Some lazy ages, lost in sleep and ease,

No action leave to busy chronicles :
Such, whofe fupine felicity but makes
In ftory chafms, in epocha mistakes

O'er whom Time gently shakes his wings of down, "Till with his filent fickle they are mown.

Such is not Charles' too too active age,
Which, govern'd by the wild diftemper'd rage
Of some black star infecting all the skies,
Made him at his own coft like Adam wise.
Tremble ye nations, which fecure before,
Laugh'd at those arms that 'gainst our selves we
bore;

Rouz'd by the lash of his own stubborn tail,
Our lion now will foreign foes affail.

With alga who the facred altar ftrews?
To all the fea gods Charles an off'ring owes :
A bull to thee, Portunus, fhall be slain,
A lamb to you, ye tempefts of the main :
For those loud ftorms that did against him roar,
Have caft his shipwreck'd veffel on the shore.
Yet as wife artists mix their colours fo,
That by degrees they from each other go;
Black steals unheeded from the neighb'ring white,
Without offending the well-cozen'd fight:
So on us ftole our bleffed change; while we
Th' effect did feel, but fcarce the manner fee.
Frosts that constrain the ground, and birth deny
To flow'rs that in its womb expecting lie,

Do seldom their ufurping pow'r withdraw,
But raging floods pursue their hafty thaw.
Our thaw was mild, the cold not chas'd away,
But loft in kindly heat of lengthned day.
Heaven would no bargain for its bleffings drive,
But what we could not pay for, freely give.
The Prince of peace would like himself confer
A gift unhop'd, without the price of war:
Yet, as he knew his bleffing's worth, took care,
That we should know it by repeated pray'r;
Which ftorm'd the skies, and ravifh'd Charles
from thence,

As heav'n itself is took by violence.
Booth's forward valour only ferv'd to show,
He durft that duty pay we all did owe:
Th' attempt was fair; but heav'n's prefixed hour
Not come fo like the watchful traveller
That by the moon's mistaken light did rife,
Lay down again, and clos'd his weary eyes.
"Twas Monk, whom Providence defign'd to loose
Those real bonds false freedom did impose.
The bleffed faints, that watch'd this turning scene,
Did from their stars with joyful wonder lean,
To fee fmall clues draw vastest weights along,
Not in their bulk but in their order ftrong.

Thus pencils can by one flight touch restore
Smiles to that changed face that wept before.
With ease such fond chimaeras we pursue,
As fancy frames for fancy to fubdue:

But when ourselves to action we betake,

It shuns the mint like gold that chemists make. How hard was then his tafk! at once to be What in the body natural we see?

Man's architect distinctly did ordain

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The charge of muscles, nerves, and of the brain,
Through viewless conduits fpirits to dispense;
The fprings of motion from the feat of sense.
'Twas not the hafty product of a day,
But the well-ripen'd fruit of wife delay.
He, like a patient angler, ere he ftrook,
Would let him play a while upon the hook.
Our healthful food the ftomach labours thus,
At first embracing what it straight doth crush.
Wife leaches will not vain receipts obtrude,
While growing pains pronounce the humours
crude:

Deaf to complaints they wait upon the ill,
"Till fome fafe crifis authorize their skill.

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