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But weary of his fervitude, he fought
To Egypts King, which did avail him nought;
For Salmanaffar with a mighty Hoft,
Befieg'd his Regal Town, and fpoyl'd his Coafl,
And did the people, nobles, and their King,
Into perpetual thraldorae that time bring;
Thofe that from Jofhuah's time had been a ftate,"
Did Juftice now by him eradicate: \\o years.
This was that ftrange, degenerated brood,
On whom, nor threats, nor mercies could do good;
Laden with honour, prifoners, and with fpoyle,
Returns triumphant Vi6lor to his foyle;
He placed Ifrael there," where he thought beft,
Then fent his Colonies, theirs to inveft;
Thus yacobs Sons in Exile muft remain,
And pleafant Canaan never law agaiu:
Where now thofe ten Tribes are, can no man tell,
Or how they fare, rich, poor, or ill, or well;
Whether the Indians of the Eaft, or Weft,
Or wild Tartarians^ as yet ne're bleft.
Or elfe thofe Chinoes rare, whofe wealth & arts [82]
Hath bred more wonder then belief in hearts:
But what, or where they are; yet know we this,
They fhall return, and Zion fee with blifs.
« been Eftate. o Plac'd Ifrael in's Land,
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