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6.
Told them his Valour had been long allow'd,
That much the Lombards to his conduct ow;
And this preserv'd him, for the very Crowd
Felt Honour here, and did to valour bow.
Told them his Valour had been long allow'd,
That much the Lombards to his conduct ow;
And this preserv'd him, for the very Crowd
Felt Honour here, and did to valour bow.
7.
Vain Wrath! Deform'd, unquiet Child of Pride!
Which in a few the People madness call;
But when by Number they grew dignify'd,
What's rage in one, is liberty in all.
Vain Wrath! Deform'd, unquiet Child of Pride!
Which in a few the People madness call;
But when by Number they grew dignify'd,
What's rage in one, is liberty in all.
8.
Through dangers of this lawless liberty,
He like authentick Pow'r does boldly pass;
And with a quiet and experienc'd Eye,
Through Death's foul Vizard, does despise his face.
Through dangers of this lawless liberty,
He like authentick Pow'r does boldly pass;
And with a quiet and experienc'd Eye,
Through Death's foul Vizard, does despise his face.
9.
At Hubert's Tent alights, where Hubert now
With Gartha of this Torrent does advise;
Which he believes does at the highest flow,
And must like Tides, sink when it cannot rise.
At Hubert's Tent alights, where Hubert now
With Gartha of this Torrent does advise;
Which he believes does at the highest flow,
And must like Tides, sink when it cannot rise.
10.
When Hermegild he saw, he did disperse
Those cares assembled in his looks, and strove
(Though to his Master, and the Court perverse)
To shew him all the civil signs of Love.
When Hermegild he saw, he did disperse
Those cares assembled in his looks, and strove
(Though to his Master, and the Court perverse)
To shew him all the civil signs of Love.
11.
For him in stormy war he glorious knew;
Nor in calm Counsels was he less renown'd;
And held him now to Oswald's Faction true,
As by his love, the world's first Tenure, bound.
For him in stormy war he glorious knew;
Nor in calm Counsels was he less renown'd;
And held him now to Oswald's Faction true,
As by his love, the world's first Tenure, bound.
12.
For he (though wasted in the ebb of blood,
When Man's Meridian tow'rds his Evening turns)
Makes against Nature's Law, Lov's Charter good,
And as in raging Youth for Gartha burns.
For he (though wasted in the ebb of blood,
When Man's Meridian tow'rds his Evening turns)
Makes against Nature's Law, Lov's Charter good,
And as in raging Youth for Gartha burns.
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