The Year of Wonders.
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175.
Young Hollis, on a Muse by Mars begot,
Born, Cæsar-like, to write and act great Deeds:
Impatient to revenge his fatal Shot,
His right hand doubly to his left succeeds.
Young Hollis, on a Muse by Mars begot,
Born, Cæsar-like, to write and act great Deeds:
Impatient to revenge his fatal Shot,
His right hand doubly to his left succeeds.
176.
Thousands were there in darker fame that dwell,
Whose Deeds some nobler Poem shall adorn:
And, though to me unknown, they, sure, fought well,
Whom Rupert led, and who were British born.
Thousands were there in darker fame that dwell,
Whose Deeds some nobler Poem shall adorn:
And, though to me unknown, they, sure, fought well,
Whom Rupert led, and who were British born.
177.
Of every size an hundred fighting Sail,
So vast the Navy now at Anchor rides,
That underneath it the press'd Waters fail,
And, with its weight, it shoulders off the Tides.
Of every size an hundred fighting Sail,
So vast the Navy now at Anchor rides,
That underneath it the press'd Waters fail,
And, with its weight, it shoulders off the Tides.
178.
Now Anchors weigh'd, the Sea-men shout so shrill,
That Heaven and Earth and the wide Ocean rings:
A Breeze from Westward waits their Sails to fill,
And rests, in those high beds, his downy Wings.
Now Anchors weigh'd, the Sea-men shout so shrill,
That Heaven and Earth and the wide Ocean rings:
A Breeze from Westward waits their Sails to fill,
And rests, in those high beds, his downy Wings.
179. The
