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ANNUS MIRABILIS:
235.
To every nobler Portion of the Town,
The curling Billows roUl their restless Tide:
In parties now they strUggle up and down,
As Armies, unoppos'd, for Prey divide.
To every nobler Portion of the Town,
The curling Billows roUl their restless Tide:
In parties now they strUggle up and down,
As Armies, unoppos'd, for Prey divide.
236.
One mighty Squadron with a Side-wind sped,
Through narrow Lanes his cumber'd Fire does haste:
By pow'rful charms of Gold and Silver led,
The Lombard Banquers and the Change to waste.
One mighty Squadron with a Side-wind sped,
Through narrow Lanes his cumber'd Fire does haste:
By pow'rful charms of Gold and Silver led,
The Lombard Banquers and the Change to waste.
237.
Another backward to the Tow'r would go,
And slowly eats his way against the Wind:
But the main Body of the marching Foe
Against th' Imperial Palace is design'd.
Another backward to the Tow'r would go,
And slowly eats his way against the Wind:
But the main Body of the marching Foe
Against th' Imperial Palace is design'd.
238.
Now Day appears, and with the day the King,
Whose early Care had robb'd him of his rest:
Far off the Cracks of Falling-houses ring,
And Shrieks of Subjects pierce his tender Breast.
Now Day appears, and with the day the King,
Whose early Care had robb'd him of his rest:
Far off the Cracks of Falling-houses ring,
And Shrieks of Subjects pierce his tender Breast.
239. Near
