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But the great captain, now the danger's o*er,
Makes you, for his sake, tremble one fit more ;
And, to your spite, returning yet alive,
Does with himself, all that is good, revive.

So, when first man did through the morning dew.
See the bright sun his shining race pursue,
All day he followed, with unwearied sight.
Pleased with that other world of moving light ;
But thought him, M' hen he missed his setting

beams.
Sunk in the hills, or plunged below the strr. uiis,



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While dismal blacks hung round the universe,
And stars, like tapers, burned upon his hearse ;
And owls and ravens with their screeching noise^
Did make their funerals sadder by their joys.
His weeping eyes the doleful vigils keep.
Not knowing yet the night was made for sleep.
Still to the west, where he him lost, he turned.
And with such accents, as despairing, mourned ;
*' Why did mine eyes once see so bright a ray ?
Or why day last no longer than a day ? '*
When straight the sun behind him he descried,
Smiling serenely from the further side.

So while our star that gives us light and heat.
Seemed now a long and gloomy night to threat.
Up from the other world his flame doth dart.
And princes, shining through their windows, start ;
Who their suspected counsellors refuse.
And credulous ambassadors accuse:
" Is this," saith one, " the nation that we read,
" Spent with both wars, under a captain dead !
" Yet rig a navy, while we dress us late,
" And ere we dine, rase and rebuild a state ?
" What oaken forests, and what golden mines !
" What mints of men, what union of designs !
" Unless their ships do as their fowl proceed
"Of shedding leaves, that with their ocean

breed.
"Theirs are not ships, but rather arks of war,
" And beaked pruinontories sailed from far ;



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** Of floating islands a new hatched nest,

" A fleet of worlds of other worlds in quest ;

" An hideous shoal of wood Leviathans,

** Armed with three tire of brazen hurricanes,

"That through the centre shoot their thundering

side,
" And sink the earth, that does at anchor ride.
" What refuge to escape them can be found,
" Whose watery leaguers all the world surround ?
"Needs must we all their tributaries be,
" Whose navies hold the sluices of the sea 1
" The ocean is the fountain of command,
" But that once took, we civptives are on land ;
" And those that have the waters for their share,
" Can quickly leave us neither earth nor air ;
" Yet if through these our fears could find a pass
"Through double oak, and lined with treble

brass;
" That one man still, although but named, alarms
" More than all men, all navies, and all arms ;
" Him all the day, him in late nights I dread,
" And still his sword seems hanging o'er my head.
" The nation had been oun^, but his one soul
" Moves the great bulk, and animates the whole,
" He secrecy with number hath inchased,
*' Courage with age, maturity with haste ;
L"The valiant*s terror, riddle of the wise, J
"And still his falchion all our knots unties.
" Where did he learn those arts that cost us dear ?
" Where below earth, or where above the sphere ?



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" He seems a king by long succession born,
" And yet tbe same to be a king doth scorn.
^ Abroad a king he seems, and sometlking more,
" At home a subject on the equal floor ;
" Or could I once him with our title see,
" So should I hope yet he might die as we.
" But let them write his praise that love him best,
" It grieves me sore to have thus much confest.