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| FROM THE DUTCH OF
JOOST VAN VONDEL |
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FROM THE DUTCH OF JOOST VAN VONDEL
ON THE TRUCE OF THE NETHERLANDS
1609
Heaven, tired of war, takes pity on our woes;
Castille herself is moved to grant us rest;
The States give ear; and lo! at their request
The mild peace-makers part us from our foes;
To all delay there comes at length a close.
For two brief years, or three, at Heaven's behest,
They offer truce, and Holland thus possess'd
Of hope at last, sighs, glad of her repose.
Nassau disarms himself, and, wearily,
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And our United Land in her delight
Sends up to God her altar-fires of praise.
Now to the Lord of Hosts our thanks we cry
Who gives us gladness after many days.
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