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Thy elder Look Great Janus cast	A
Into the long Records of Ages past	A
Review the Years in fairest Action drest	A
With noted White Superior to the rest	A
Aera's deriv'd and Chronicles begun	B
From Empires founded and from Battels won	B
Show all the Spoils by valiant Kings achiev'd	A
And groaning Nations by Their Arms reliev'd	A
The Wounds of Patriots in their Country's Cause	C
And happy Pow'r sustain'd by wholesom Laws	D
In comely Rank call ev'ry Merit forth	E
Imprint on ev'ry Act it's Standard Worth	F
The glorious Parallels then downward bring	G
To Modern Wonders and to Britain's King	G
With equal Justice and Historic Care	H
Their Laws Their Toils Their Arms with His compare	H
Confess the various Attributes of Fame	I
Collected and compleat in William's Name	I
To all the list'ning World relate	A
As Thou dost His Story read	A
That nothing went before so Great	A
And nothing Greater can succeed	A
Thy Native Latium was Thy darling Care	H
Prudent in Peace and terrible in War	J
The boldest Virtues that have govern'd Earth	F
From Latium's fruitful Womb derive their Birth	F
Then turn to Her fair written Page	K
From dawning Childhood to establish'd Age	K
The Glories of Her Empire trace	L
Confront the Heroes of Thy Roman Race	L
And let the justest Palm the Victor's Temples grace	L
The Son of Mars reduc'd the trembling Swains	L
And spread His Empire o'er the distant Plains	L
But yet the Sabins violated Charms	L
Obscur'd the Glory of His rising Arms	L
Numa the Rights of strict Religion knew	M
On ev'ry Altar laid the Incense due	M
Unskill'd to dart the pointed Spear	N
Or lead the forward Youth to noble War	J
Stern Brutus was with too much Horror good	A
Holding his Fasces stain'd with Filial Blood	A
Fabius was Wise but with Excess of Care	H
He sav'd his Country but prolonged the War	J
While Decius Paulus Curius greatly fought	A
And by Their strict Examples taught	A
How wild Desires should be controll'd	A
And how much brighter Virtue was than Gold	A
They scarce Their swelling Thirst of Fame could hide	A
And boasted Poverty with too much Pride	A
Excess in Youth made Scipio less rever'd	A
And Cato dying seem'd to own He fear'd	A
Julius with Honor tam'd Rome's foreign Foes	L
But Patriots fell e'er the Dictator rose	L
And while with Clemency Augustus reign'd	A
The Monarch was ador'd the City chain'd	A
With justest Honour be Their Merits drest	A
But be Their Failings too confest	A
Their Virtue like their Tyber's Flood	A
Rolling it's Course design'd the Country's Good	A
But oft the Torrent's too impetuous Speed	A
From the low Earth tore some polluting Weed	A
And with the Blood of Jove there always ran	O
Some viler Part some Tincture of the Man	O
Few Virtues after These so far prevail	P
But that Their Vices more than turn the Scale	P
Valour grown wild by Pride and Pow'r by Rage	K
Did the true Charms of Majesty impair	H
Rome by Degrees advancing more in Age	K
Show'd sad Remains of what had once been fair	H
'Till Heav'n a better Race of Men supplies	L
And Glory shoots new Beams from Western Skies	L
Turn then to Pharamond and Charlemain	O
And the long Heroes of the Gallic Strain	O
Experienc'd Chiefs for hardy Prowess known	O
And bloody Wreaths in vent'rous Battels won	O
From the First William our great Norman King	G
The bold Plantagenets and Tudors bring	G
Illustrious Virtues who by turns have rose	L
In foreign Fields to check Britannia's Foes	L
With happy Laws Her Empire to sustain	O
And with full Pow'r assert Her ambient Main	O
But sometimes too Industrious to be Great	A
Nor Patient to expect the Turns of Fate	A
They open'd Camps deform'd by Civil Fight	A
And made proud Conquest trample over Right	A
Disparted Britain mourn'd Their doubtful Sway	Q
And dreaded Both when Neither would obey	Q
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From Didier and Imperial Adolph trace	L
The Glorious Offspring of the Nassaw Race	L
Devoted Lives to Publick Liberty	A
The Chief still dying or the Country free	A
Then see the Kindred Blood of Orange flow	R
From warlike Cornet thro' the Loins of Beau	R
Thro' Chalon next and there with Nassaw join	O
From Rhone's fair Banks transplanted to the Rhine	O
Bring next the Royal List of Stuarts forth	E
Undaunted Minds that rul'd the rugged North	E
'Till Heav'n's Decrees by rip'ning Times are shown	O
'Till Scotland's Kings ascend the English Throne	O
And the fair Rivals live for ever One	O
Janus mighty Deity	A
Be kind and as Thy searching Eye	S
Does our Modern Story trace	L
Finding some of Stuart's Race	L
Unhappy pass Their Annals by	S
No harsh Reflection let Remembrance raise	L
Forbear to mention what Thou canst not praise	L
But as Thou dwell'st upon that Heav'nly Name	I
To Grief for ever Sacred as to Fame	I
Oh read it to Thy self in Silence weep	T
And Thy convulsive Sorrows inward keep	T
Lest Britain's Grief should waken at the Sound	A
And Blood gush fresh from Her eternal Wound	A
Whither would'st Thou further look	U
Read William's Acts and close the ample Book	U
Peruse the Wonders of His dawning Life	V
How like Alcides He began	O
With Infant Patience calm'd Seditious Strife	V
And quell'd the Snakes which round his Cradle ran	O
Describe His Youth attentive to Alarms	L
By Dangers form'd and perfected in Arms	L
When Conqu'ring mild when Conquer'd not disgrac'd	A
By Wrongs not lessen'd nor by Triumphs rais'd	A
Superior to the blind Events	L
Of little Human Accidents	L
And constant to His first Decree	A
To curb the Proud to set the Injur'd free	A
To bow the haughty Neck and raise the suppliant Knee	A
His opening Years to riper Manhood bring	G
And see the Hero perfect in the King	G
Imperious Arms by Manly Reason sway'd	A
And Power Supreme by free Consent obey'd	A
With how much Haste His Mercy meets his Foes	L
And how unbounded His Forgiveness flows	L
With what Desire He makes His Subjects bless'd	A
His Favours granted ere His Throne address'd	A
What Trophies o'er our captiv'd Hearts He rears	L
By Arts of Peace more potent than by Wars	L
How o'er Himself as o'er the World He Reigns	L
His Morals strength'ning what His Law ordains	L
Thro' all His Thread of Life already spun	O
Becoming Grace and proper Action run	O
The Piece by Virtue's equal Hand is wrought	A
Mix'd with no Crime and shaded with no Fault	A
No Footsteps of the Victor's Rage	K
Left in the Camp where William did engage	K
No Tincture of the Monarch's Pride	A
Upon the Royal Purple spy'd	A
His Fame like Gold the more 'tis try'd	A
The more shall its intrinsic Worth proclaim	I
Shall pass the Combat of the searching Flame	I
And triumph o'er the vanquish'd Heat	A
For ever coming out the same	I
And losing nor it's Lustre nor it's Weight	A
Janus be to William just	A
To faithful History His Actions trust	A
Command Her with peculiar Care	H
To trace each Toil and comment ev'ry War	J
His saving Wonders bid Her write	A
In Characters distinctly bright	A
That each revolving Age may read	A
The Patriot's Piety the Hero's Deed	A
And still the Sire inculcate to his Son	O
Transmissive Lessons of the King's Renown	O
That William's Glory still may live	W
When all that present Art can give	X
The Pillar'd Marble and the Tablet Brass	L
Mould'ring drop the Victor's Praise	L
When the great Monuments of His Pow'r	Y
Shall now be visible no more	J
When Sambre shall have chang'd her winding Flood	A
And Children ask where Namur stood	A
Namur proud City how her Towr's were arm'd	A
How She contemn'd th'approaching Foe	R
'Till She by William's Trumpets was allarm'd	A
And shook and sunk and fell beneath His Blow	R
Jove and Pallas mighty Pow'rs	L
Guided the Hero to the hostile Tow'rs	L
Perseus seem'd less swift in War	J
When wing'd with Speed he flew thro' Air	H
Embattl'd Nations strive in vain	O
The Hero's Glory to restrain	O
Streams arm'd with Rocks and Mountains red with Fire	Z
In vain against His Force conspire	Z
Behold Him from the dreadful Height appear	N
And lo Britannia's Lions waving there	H
Europe freed and France repell'd	A
The Hero from the Height beheld	A
He spake the Word that War and Rage should cease	L
He bid	A

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Carmen Seculare. For The Year 1700. To The King Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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