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This done, whilst their victorious ensigns were
Fann'd by fames breath, they their bold standards bear
Near to our last of hopes, an army which
Like oft try'd Oare, disasters made more rich
In loyal valor then vast numbers, and
By shaking fixt those roots on which did stand
Their well-elected principles, which here
(Opprest with number) only did appeare
In bravely dying, when their righteous cause
Condemn'd by fates inevitable laws,
Let its religion, vertue, valor, all
That heaven calls just, beneath rebellion fall.
Fann'd by fames breath, they their bold standards bear
Near to our last of hopes, an army which
Like oft try'd Oare, disasters made more rich
In loyal valor then vast numbers, and
By shaking fixt those roots on which did stand
Their well-elected principles, which here
(Opprest with number) only did appeare
In bravely dying, when their righteous cause
Condemn'd by fates inevitable laws,
Let its religion, vertue, valor, all
That heaven calls just, beneath rebellion fall.
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