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18.
And Ulfin might be thought (when the rude wind
Lifting their Curtains, left their ruins bare)
A formal Antiquary, gravely kind
To Statues, which he now drew out to air.
And Ulfin might be thought (when the rude wind
Lifting their Curtains, left their ruins bare)
A formal Antiquary, gravely kind
To Statues, which he now drew out to air.
19.
The Duke (whose absent knowledge was call'd back
By Cordials pow'r) his wonder did increase
So much, that he agen did knowledge lack,
Till thus old Ulfin made his wonder cease.
The Duke (whose absent knowledge was call'd back
By Cordials pow'r) his wonder did increase
So much, that he agen did knowledge lack,
Till thus old Ulfin made his wonder cease.
20.
Auspicious Prince! recorded be this day,
And sung by Priests of each ensuing Age;
On which thou may'st receive, and I may pay
Some debts of duty, as thy Grandsires Page.
Auspicious Prince! recorded be this day,
And sung by Priests of each ensuing Age;
On which thou may'st receive, and I may pay
Some debts of duty, as thy Grandsires Page.
21.
That mighty Chief I serv'd in youth's first strength,
Who our short Scepter meant to stretch so far,
Till Eastern Kings might grieve theirs wanted length,
Whose Maps scarce teach where all their Subjects are.
That mighty Chief I serv'd in youth's first strength,
Who our short Scepter meant to stretch so far,
Till Eastern Kings might grieve theirs wanted length,
Whose Maps scarce teach where all their Subjects are.
22.
Full many stormy winters we have seen,
When kindled Valour's heat was all our fire,
Else we in stupid Frosts had fetter'd been,
By which soft sinews are congeal'd to wire.
Full many stormy winters we have seen,
When kindled Valour's heat was all our fire,
Else we in stupid Frosts had fetter'd been,
By which soft sinews are congeal'd to wire.
23.
And many scorching Summers we have felt,
Where Death relieves all whom the sword invades;
And kindly thence (where we should toyling melt)
Leads us to rest beneath eternal shades.
And many scorching Summers we have felt,
Where Death relieves all whom the sword invades;
And kindly thence (where we should toyling melt)
Leads us to rest beneath eternal shades.
24.
For aid of action he obedience taught,
And silent patience for afflictions cure:
He prais'd my courage when I boldly fought,
But said, They conquer most, that most endure.
For aid of action he obedience taught,
And silent patience for afflictions cure:
He prais'd my courage when I boldly fought,
But said, They conquer most, that most endure.
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