To God alone let us all glory give, by whose permission we poor mortals live ... This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B29152 of text R220005 in the English Short Title Catalog. Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 5KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 B32671 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.8[248] ocm99887739

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 eng English poetry -- 17th century. eebo To God alone let us all glory give, by whose permission we poor mortals live ... . n/a 1692 1 666 38 0 0 0 0 0 570.57 F The rate of 570.57 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the F category of texts with 100 or more defects per 10,000 words. 2014-04 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2014-11 Sampled and proofread 2014-11 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2015-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
TO God alone let us all Glory give , By whose permission we poor Mortals live , And tho' our Enemies may swell with Pride , 〈◇〉 soon can compass them on ev'ry side . King William is the Glorious Instrument , Which by the Providence of God was sent , To save our drooping Laws and Liberty , F●om French and Popish cruel Tyranny . W●●n in dark gl●omy Cells the Plots was laid , This Free-born Land and Nation to Invade , Bold Brittain Sail'd forth with her Royal Fleet , ●●ich did the daring Enemy defeat . Renowned RUSSEL , let them understand , That for the Honour of his Native Land , T●o ' Smoke and Flame , he cou'd with Courage go , To face proud Lewis that insulting Foe . No ●ear or Favour cou'd his Actions sway , N●r cou'd he in the least be drawn away From acting like a Noble Hero bold , For all the promis'd Gifts of cursed Gold . My , Vali●nt Ashby , let them feel his Rage , While De●th , he rid in Triumph o'er the Stage O● the F●●nch Navy on the Ocean Main , A●d English Boys did Victory obtain . The Spirits of the French began to faint , So that they pray'd to ev'ry P●pish Sain● , To help them in a time of sad Distress ; Yet th●y were burnt and beaten ne'ertheless . Admiral Carter Fought them through and through , The like of him before they never knew ; His Chain-Shot did their Ships i● pieces ●●ar , As if great Jove with Thunder ●●d been there . Brave Delavall met with the Ri 〈…〉 g-Sun Of France , who to the shore for 〈…〉 lter run , With many more , which in a 〈…〉 ly Flame He soon did set , our Glory to p●●claim . Sir Clously Shovel , with a Valiant heart , In this most Glorious Conquest bore a part ; His roaring Cannons sunk them in the Main , From whence they never can r●●●rn again . The Force of France he ne'er was known to sea● , But like a stout Commander , v●w 〈◇〉 to clear The Seas of French , or they ●hould make his Grave And Monument in a rough ●oaring W●●e . The next was Rook , that brave Heroick Soul , Who none alive cou'd eve● yet Controul ; A Dozen men of War of France he Burn'd , Who e'er next day was all to Ashes turn'd . The F●ench was follow'd to their very shore , Pursu'd with Gun● , which did like Thunder roar Such Admirals before was never known , They scar'd Old Lewis , nay , and shook his Throne . Nor were the Valiant Dutch-men far behind , They on the Ocean bear a Noble mind ; True Sons of Thunder , that will not retreat , Until they see their Foes destroy'd and beat . Tho' th●● had once been Wounded on the Main , Like Sol●●ers , they resolv'd to bleed again , Or bring the proud insulting Tyrant low , Who strives to seek all Europe's Overthrow . Those Valiant Souls let all good Men commend , Their Lives they ventur'd freely , to defend , Religion , Laws , and likewise Liberty ; 't is better dye , than live in Slavery . But God above I hope will ever bless Our Arms by Sea and Land with good Success ; That Victories may constantly encrease , Till War is swallow'd in a Glorious Peace . Now for King William let all Subjects pray , That God would Guard his Person night and day , From all false Friends , and likewise open Foes , Let Angels Guard him wheresoe'er he goes .

London , Printed for P. Brooksby , J. Deaco● , J. Bla●e , and J. Back● . 1692.