Madagascar.
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Appear'd, than hunted Lions weare; and all
His strength, hee ventures on our Principall:
Who entertain'd his streame of fury so
As Seas meet Rivers whom they force to flow:
It is repulse makes Rivers swell, and he
Forc'd back, got courage from our victorie:
Rivers, that Seas doe teach to rage, are tost,
And troubled for their pride, then quickly lost:
So he was taught that anger, which he spent
To make the others wrath more prevalent.
For in the next assault he felt the best,
First part of Man (the Monarch of his brest)
To sicken in its warme, and narrow Throne,
His Rivals hasty Soule, to shades unknowne
Was newly fled; but his made greater haste,
His feares had so much sense of suff'rings past:
Such danger he discern'd in's Victors eye;
Whom he beleev'd, so skill'd in victorie;
As if his Soule should neere his body stay,
The cruell heavens, would teach him finde a way
To kill that too; by which, no pride (wee see)
Can make us so prophane as miserie?
His strength, hee ventures on our Principall:
Who entertain'd his streame of fury so
As Seas meet Rivers whom they force to flow:
It is repulse makes Rivers swell, and he
Forc'd back, got courage from our victorie:
Rivers, that Seas doe teach to rage, are tost,
And troubled for their pride, then quickly lost:
So he was taught that anger, which he spent
To make the others wrath more prevalent.
For in the next assault he felt the best,
First part of Man (the Monarch of his brest)
To sicken in its warme, and narrow Throne,
His Rivals hasty Soule, to shades unknowne
Was newly fled; but his made greater haste,
His feares had so much sense of suff'rings past:
Such danger he discern'd in's Victors eye;
Whom he beleev'd, so skill'd in victorie;
As if his Soule should neere his body stay,
The cruell heavens, would teach him finde a way
To kill that too; by which, no pride (wee see)
Can make us so prophane as miserie?
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