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The Year of Wonders.
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199.
Our Fathers bent their baneful Industry,
To check a Monarchy that slowly grew:
But did not France or Holland's Fate foresee,
Whose rising Pow'r to swift Dominion flew.

200.
In fortunes Empire blindly thus we go,
And wander after pathless Destiny:
Whose dark resorts since Prudence cannot know;
In vain it would provide for what shall be.

201.
But what e'er English to the bless'd shall go,
And the fourth Harry or first Orange meet:
Find him disowning of a Burbon foe,
And him detesting a Batavian Fleet.

202.
Now on their Coasts our conquering Navy rides,
Way-lays their Merchants, and their Land besets:
Each day, new Wealth without their Care provides,
They lie asleep with Prizes in their Nets.

203. So,