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 Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 2, no. A62795) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 49547) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 553:14) To the Prince of Orange, upon the opening of the campagne, 1684 [2], 2 p. Printed for R. Bentley ..., London : 1684. In verse. Reproduction of original in the University of Illinois (Urbana-Champaign Campus). Library. eng William -- III, -- King of England, 1650-1702 -- Poetry. eebo To the Prince of Orange, upon the opening of the campagne, 1684 [no entry] 1684 5 484 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2008-12 Assigned for keying and markup 2009-02 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2009-03 Sampled and proofread 2009-03 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2009-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
TO THE PRINCE OF ORANGE , Upon the opening of the Campagne , 1684

LONDON , Printed for R. Bentley , in Russel-street in Covent-Garden , 1684.

TO THE PRINCE OF ORANGE Upon the opening of the Campagne , 1684. ILlustrious Sir , among the numerous Vows Of Loyal Hearts , which your Just Cause espouse , Who think you are the present Ages prop , And from you all their future Blessings hope ! Forgive that Zeal , which by no Pension hir'd , No Malice arm'd , no Factious Rage inspir'd , Instructs an English Muse this harmless way , Hers , and the Nations wishes to Convey . Nor those alone she brings you , for no less Then Europe's Fate depends on your Success . All Nations from the calm Atlantique shore , To those cold Climes , where the Sun shines no more : The Thames , the Mose , the Tagus , and the Rhine , Whose distant Streams their common Int'rests join , In In suppliant manner from your Arms implore , That lasting Peace you only can restore . ( For Leagues with France of Force no longer are , Than till their Interest perswades a War . ) Urge then your Fortune , on brave Prince , advance Your Sword into the Heart of trembling France . And to their matter'd Monarch make it clear , How ill his Falshood serves to prop his Fear , If Valiant Orange in the Field appear . Then at full ease your Peaceful Uncle may Enjoy the Fruits of that Successful Day , Which yields his Nephew , after all his Toils , A glorious Triumph , and unenvy'd Spoils . Then shall the Brittish , and the Belgick Fleet , No Rival in their common Mistress meet , But with united Force by Sea , and Land , The Trade , and Riches of the World Command . The ancient Rhine from her French Fetters freed , No more in vain shall see her Children bleed , But with just Fury push her Vict'ries home Against the other Foe of Christendom . Then frighted Italy may to sloth return , Their Gardens , and their Palaces adorn , Sav'd by that Heroe , whose Belief they scorn . Spain then may breathe again , nor fear , that she Shall , as in Ages past , imprison'd be Between the Pyrenaeans , and the Sea . But having heal'd her Wounds , again grow bold , And fetch from th' Indies more destructive Gold . These Benefits , and greater , we believe , Europe will from your Conqu'ring hand receive . Nor doubt , Great Sir , but the Presage is true , For Faithless France intirely to subdue , Fate ever has reserv'd for Caesar , and for You. FINIS .