King Arthur An Heroick Poem. In Twelve Books. By Richard Blackmore. To which is Annexed, An Index, Explaining the Names of Countrys, Citys, and Rivers, &c |
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Strait did the bloody Guards in Triumph bring,
The Pious Clovis to the Gallic King.
When Clotar first the Captive Lord espy'd
Insultingly he smil'd, and thus he cry'd.
Thou dost not only Gallia's Gods reject
Adhering to the Christians impious Sect,
But Trait'rous to thy King art not afraid
To call in Foreign Arms, and give them Aid,
Striving with blackest Malice to subdue
Thy Nat'ral Lord, and Native Country-too.
But now just Heav'n has giv'n thee to my hand
T'inflict that Vengeance, which thy Crimes demand.
Speak what Infernal Fury lash'd thee on,
What made thee hope thy Soveraign to dethrone?
The Pious Clovis to the Gallic King.
When Clotar first the Captive Lord espy'd
Insultingly he smil'd, and thus he cry'd.
Thou dost not only Gallia's Gods reject
Adhering to the Christians impious Sect,
But Trait'rous to thy King art not afraid
To call in Foreign Arms, and give them Aid,
Striving with blackest Malice to subdue
Thy Nat'ral Lord, and Native Country-too.
But now just Heav'n has giv'n thee to my hand
T'inflict that Vengeance, which thy Crimes demand.
Speak what Infernal Fury lash'd thee on,
What made thee hope thy Soveraign to dethrone?
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