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<P>ON THE DEATH Of the Late Lieutenant General TALMACH, A POEM.</P>
<P>Humbly <HI>Dedicated</HI> to her GRACE the <HI>Dutche&s;s of Lauderdale,</HI></P>
<P>By <HI>E. Ward,</HI> Gent.</P>
<P>Licen&s;ed according to Order.</P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for, and Sold by <HI>James Blackwel,</HI> at <HI>Bernards-Inn-Gate, Holbourn,</HI> 1694.</P>
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<HEAD>On the Death of the late Lieutenant Gene|ral <HI>TALMACH.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>AS &s;turdy Oak its Tow'ring branches &s;hoot,</L>
<L>Nouri&s;h'd by &s;ap drawn from a noble Root,</L>
<L>May, for a time, (by its defen&s;ive Arms)</L>
<L>Survive the Dangers of de&s;tructive Storms;</L>
<L>Till &s;ome chance Thunder, from a Cloud, &s;hall wound</L>
<L>Th' a&s;piring Plant, and rend it to the ground:</L>
<L>Thus &s;hatter'd, mourn'd it lyes, with Earth laid even,</L>
<L>Who&s;e lofty Boughs once play'd 'twixt us and Heaven.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>So fell brave <HI>Talmach,</HI> from a <HI>Stock</HI> deriv'd,</L>
<L>Ancient as <HI>Laws,</HI> within who&s;e bounds he liv'd:</L>
<L>His <HI>Ance&s;tors</HI> in FAME's Records took place,</L>
<L>Crown'd with high Honours 'mong the <HI>Norman</HI> Race;</L>
<L>Who&s;e Aid (in that old memorable War)</L>
<L>Taught their great PRINCE to be a Conqueror;</L>
<LG>
<L>And rais'd him to a Pyramid of <HI>Fame,</HI></L>
<L>By brave <HI>Attempts</HI> they truly Great became,</L>
<L><HI>Bentley</HI><NOTE PLACE="marg">Bentley <HI>in</HI> Suf|folk.</NOTE> their Seat, and <HI>Talmach</HI> then their Name.</L>
</LG>
</LG>
<LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus did their Line in &s;treams of <HI>Brav'ry</HI> run,</L>
<L>Ending in <HI>Glory,</HI> as their <HI>Race</HI> begun,</L>
<L>Great their fore-Fathers, great their Warlike Son;</L>
</LG>
<L>Who&s;e bold undaunted Soul was ever free</L>
<L>To face all <HI>Dangers,</HI> and dare <HI>De&s;tiny:</HI></L>
<L>Thro' clouds of Smoak, where &s;ulph'rous Fames aro&s;e</L>
<L>Lighting the Vanqui&s;h'd to their la&s;t Repo&s;e:</L>
<L>Through &s;torms of flying <HI>Deaths;</HI> he boldly pa&s;t,</L>
<L>Scorning the Balls from Wars loud Engines ca&s;t;</L>
<L>But &s;till pre&s;s'd on, till he had bravely &s;hown,</L>
<L>What by a Gallant <HI>Hero</HI> might be done,</L>
<L>And in each <HI>Action</HI> (ha&s;ty to be great)</L>
<L>Show'd Re&s;olution to be Fortunate.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When <HI>England</HI> (carele&s;s doting on her Ea&s;e,</L>
<L>Wrap'd up in <HI>Riches, Luxurie,</HI> and <HI>Peace</HI>)</L>
<L>Grew negligent and wanton, void of care,</L>
<L>Proving an Enemy to none but War;</L>
<L>Which <HI>France</HI> ob&s;erv'd, grew In&s;olent and Proud,</L>
<L>Rais'd up her head, (who long to us had bow'd)</L>
<L>Ca&s;ting on, <HI>Europe</HI> a devouring eye;</L>
<L>Whil&s;t blinded <HI>Albion</HI> &s;tood regardle&s;s by,</L>
<L>Till watchful <HI>Providence</HI> &s;tep'd in between,</L>
<L>Acted her part, and chang'd the frightful Scene:</L>
<L>None then (by the <HI>&V;nited Crowns</HI>) was thought</L>
<L>So fit as <HI>Talmach,</HI> for a brave Exploit,</L>
<PB N="3" REF="3">
<L> To &s;trike at <HI>France,</HI> and dare tho&s;e threatning Frowns,</L>
<L>Eclips'd the Glories of her Neighbouring Thrones.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In order to Effect the great De&s;ign,</L>
<L>Dangerous t'attempt, ignoble to decline,</L>
<L>He hoi&s;ts up Sail, to the <HI>French</HI> Coa&s;t he Steers;</L>
<L>Urg'd by no Vanity, nor held by Fears;</L>
<L>Mov'd by unbias'd thoughts, he cooly weighs</L>
<L>The little pro&s;pect of a great Succe&s;s,</L>
<L>Re&s;olving (what Repul&s;e &s;o e're was given)</L>
<L>To bravely Act, with confidence in Heaven.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Big with encrea&s;ing Hope he &s;hould prevail,</L>
<L>He Ploughs the Ocean with a pro&s;p'rous Gale,</L>
<L>And nimbly to the wi&s;h'd for &s;hore he run,</L>
<L>Where Life was to be lo&s;t, or Conque&s;t won;</L>
<L>His &s;oul enliven'd with a generous thought,</L>
<L><HI>That la&s;ting Glories mu&s;t be nobly bought,</HI></L>
<L>Made him re&s;olve, when the great Work began,</L>
<L>To Act like &s;omething greater than a Man.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Now the whole <HI>Fleet,</HI> with &s;welling Sails, were brought</L>
<L>Near to that Shore, for which the <HI>Hero</HI> &s;ought,</L>
<L>His loud mouth'd <HI>Agents</HI> roar'd out his Command,</L>
<L>And gave the Signal to prepare for Land;</L>
<L>Whil&s;t ev'ry Soldier fearle&s;s of the Grave,</L>
<L>Took up a Re&s;olution to be Brave:</L>
<L>The <HI>Active</HI> Gen'ral, leaping on the Strand,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t took po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion of the promis'd Land,</L>
<LG>
<L>Where the &s;ly Foe ru&s;h'd from an <HI>Ambu&s;cade,</HI></L>
<L>From hidden Batt'rys roaring Engines play'd,</L>
<L>Defeating all the projects he had lay'd:</L>
</LG>
<L>The re&s;tle&s;s Sea in Mountains did ari&s;e,</L>
<L>As if affrighted at the dreadful noi&s;e;</L>
<L>Ill boding Clouds in Mon&s;trous &s;hapes appear'd,<NOTE PLACE="marg">A Storm aro&s;e.</NOTE></L>
<L>And hollow Winds, by trembling Sailors heard;</L>
<L>Nature, unhing'd in all things, look'd awry,</L>
<L>To &s;how the Fate of &s;ome great Man was nigh:</L>
<L>Surpri&s;e and Terrour now their hopes o'er-ca&s;t,</L>
<L>Death threatning ev'ry Landed Soldiers la&s;t;</L>
<L>Whil&s;t the brave <HI>Talmach</HI> &s;till undaunted &s;tood,</L>
<L>Fearing the lo&s;s of <HI>Honour,</HI> more than <HI>Blood;</HI></L>
<L>Till <HI>Providence,</HI> by &s;ome neglect, gave way</L>
<L>For <HI>Envy</HI> her Mi&s;chievous Pranks to play,</L>
<L>Pre&s;&s;ing through Dangers, which he &s;corn'd to fear,</L>
<L>Met a <HI>De&s;tructive Me&s;&s;enger</HI> of War,</L>
<L>Which nobly he receiv'd, unmov'd in thought,</L>
<L>Smil'd at the dreadful Me&s;&s;age which he brought;</L>
<L>And bleeding Fought, till Nature Strength deny'd,</L>
<L>To &s;how that Courage; he was forc'd to hide,</L>
<L>But &s;till alive was born away with Joy,</L>
<L>As old <HI>Anchi&s;es</HI> through the Flames of <HI>Troy,</HI></L>
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<L> Down to his Bark, where full of pains he lay,</L>
<L>Tumbling on Surges of an angry Sea;</L>
<L>Where gaping Waves, impatient of their Prey,</L>
<L>Seem'd eager to intomb &s;o Rich a Clay.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus through a to&s;&s;ing Tempe&s;t was he brought</L>
<L>Back from the fatal Sands, whereon he Fought,</L>
<L>To <HI>Plimouth,</HI> where his Soul from Cares withdrew,</L>
<L>Shook off her Robes of Earth, and bid adieu;</L>
<L>Leaving behind a Memory &s;o great,</L>
<L>Will bury <HI>Monuments,</HI> and out-live <HI>Fate.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Wi&s;dom,</HI> in all his <HI>Actions,</HI> was his Guide,</L>
<L><HI>Patience</HI> his Care, and <HI>Worthine&s;s</HI> his Pride:</L>
<L>No Enterpri&s;e, in War, by him begun,</L>
<L>Was through neglect e're lo&s;t, or Ra&s;hne&s;s won:</L>
<L>No Prince, but his, had &s;uch a Friend to tru&s;t,</L>
<L>So Truly <HI>&V;aliant, Merciful,</HI> and <HI>Ju&s;t,</HI></L>
<L>In Conduct <HI>Wi&s;e,</HI> in Conver&s;ation <HI>Grave,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Generous</HI> in Conque&s;t, and in Battle <HI>Brave;</HI></L>
<L>In his Command <HI>Good, Affable,</HI> and <HI>Kind,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Moral in Acts,</HI> and of a <HI>Noble Mind,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Loyal</HI> to's Prince, and to his Countrey <HI>Ju&s;t,</HI></L>
<L>True to his Friend, and <HI>Faithful</HI> to his Tru&s;t:</L>
<L>Who&s;e Memorable <HI>Deeds</HI> &s;hall Deathle&s;s be,</L>
<L>Ri&s;e with his Du&s;t, and face <HI>Eternity.</HI></L>
</LG>
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