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BATRACHOMUOMACHIA:
There taller Trees, triumphant, rise
In beauteous Order to the Skies,
And spread, with annual Verdure crown'd,
Their venerable Shades around.
Hither the [1]Chief (whose deathless Name
Shall live in Verse, and grow in Fame)
From publick View in Peace retir'd,
Nor popular Applause desir'd.
Taught by his righteous Sword to yield,
The daring Spaniard left the Field;
And Gallic Lewis shook with Fear,
Whene'er his conqu'ring Troops drew near.
But now no more with hostile Blood
He drowns the Plain, or swells the Flood;
Deep in the Dust the Warrior lies;
For ever lost to mortal Eyes!

Watch then the Tomb, and o'er it weep,
In which his awful Ashes sleep;
And teach your Children to admire,
And emulate their martial Fire.

  1. The late General Earle.

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