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On King William the III.
Great Nassau, from his Cradle to his Grave,Oppos'd by those whom he was born to save;
Whilst every Check mounted his Glory higher,
Forc'd such as would not love, yet to admire.
Thoughtfully Wise, sedately Fierce and Brave,
He Conquer'd to Deliver, not t'Enslave:
Saviour of Nations, Tyranny's sworn Fo,
Faithful himself, and Faith's Defender too.
Three Crowns the Royal Hero's Head adorn'd,
And thrice three Nations at his Funeral mourn'd.
The Belgick, with the British Lions groan,
Th'Imperial Eagle drooping sits alone,
Sad Europe doth its Champion's Loss bemoan.
Having outdone all that is Great below,
To find an Equal he to Heav'n did go.
Heav'n, that so long his Godlike Soul had fir'd,
Now crowns that Virtue which it self inspir'd,
And which it self, as well as Earth admir'd.
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