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 | Poems by Robert Gomersall |  |
Never did Sailor with such joy behold
Castor and Pollux when his ship was roll'd
Vpon the angry Ocean, (whose proud waves
Made the most haughty mindes freeze into slaves
With a base feare,) as Israel does view
Those flames, which he does feare not to be true
They are so great, and yet he hopes to see
These flames to light him to a victory.
Now all the face of things is chang'd anew,
Now those which earst seem'd vanquish'd, do pursue:
The Israelites confirming by their Fight,
That they could cause as well as act a Flight.
Castor and Pollux when his ship was roll'd
Vpon the angry Ocean, (whose proud waves
Made the most haughty mindes freeze into slaves
With a base feare,) as Israel does view
Those flames, which he does feare not to be true
They are so great, and yet he hopes to see
These flames to light him to a victory.
Now all the face of things is chang'd anew,
Now those which earst seem'd vanquish'd, do pursue:
The Israelites confirming by their Fight,
That they could cause as well as act a Flight.
| Poems by Robert Gomersall | |