The Year of Wonders.
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71.
In Dreams they fearful Precipices tread,
Or, shipwrack'd, labour to some distant shore:
Or in dark Churches walk among the Dead;
They wake with horror, and dare sleep no more.
In Dreams they fearful Precipices tread,
Or, shipwrack'd, labour to some distant shore:
Or in dark Churches walk among the Dead;
They wake with horror, and dare sleep no more.
72.
The Morn they look on with unwilling eyes,
Till, from their Main-top, joyful news they hear
Second days Battel.Of Ships, which by their mould bring new Supplies,
And in their Colours Belgian Lions bear.
The Morn they look on with unwilling eyes,
Till, from their Main-top, joyful news they hear
Second days Battel.Of Ships, which by their mould bring new Supplies,
And in their Colours Belgian Lions bear.
73.
Our watchful General had discern'd, from far,
This mighty succour which made glad the Foe:
He sigh'd, but, like a Father of the War,
(l) His face, &c. Spem vultu simulat, premit alto corde dolorum. Virg. (l) His face spake hope, while deep his Sorrows flow.
Our watchful General had discern'd, from far,
This mighty succour which made glad the Foe:
He sigh'd, but, like a Father of the War,
(l) His face, &c. Spem vultu simulat, premit alto corde dolorum. Virg. (l) His face spake hope, while deep his Sorrows flow.
74.
His wounded Men he first sends off to shore:
(Never, till now, unwilling to obey.)
They, not their wounds but want of Strength deplore,
And think them happy who with him can stay.
His wounded Men he first sends off to shore:
(Never, till now, unwilling to obey.)
They, not their wounds but want of Strength deplore,
And think them happy who with him can stay.
75. Then
