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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B140413.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<STC T="G">lutt.III[94]</STC>
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<HEAD>LUCIFER FALN, OR, Some Reflections on the Pre&s;ent E&s;tate of the <HI>LOW-CO&V;NTRIES.</HI></HEAD>
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<L>OH I could break my Spleen, to &s;ee them bow</L>
<L>And make Grimaces like Jack-Puddings now:</L>
<L>To &s;ee their &s;welling High, and trebly Great,</L>
<L>Dwindle into a poor Di&s;tre&s;&s;ed State:</L>
<L>Their Pageantry di&s;cover'd, and they be</L>
<L>In a true &s;ence called <HI>Low Germany.</HI></L>
<L>As High before as could Ambition rear</L>
<L>We'll have them now as low as is De&s;pair.</L>
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<LG>
<L>This State was Drop&s;ical &s;unk with its weight</L>
<L>And with ill Humours &s;well'd too big and great.</L>
<L>It had too much Sea-Water in't, yet we</L>
<L>Tap'd the Di&s;ea&s;e, and brought recovery.</L>
<L>They were grown great, the wondring World &s;urmis'd</L>
<L>There &s;ome &s;trange birth was in that bulk compris'd</L>
<L>We &s;hew'd the World the Cheat, and made them &s;ee</L>
<L>All their great Hopes was but a Tympany.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Brave <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Doctors! now 'tis under&s;tood</L>
<L>For th<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ir Di&s;ea&s;e <HI>Phlebotomy</HI> is good.</L>
<L>Our Guns prove Soveraign Remedies, and do</L>
<L>Both &s;end them Pills and Phy&s;ick-Powder too.</L>
<L>But they have lo&s;t &s;o much Blood, are grown &s;o weak,</L>
<L>They've got Convul&s;ions, and begin to quake.</L>
<L>They from their boggy Land the cu&s;tom get,</L>
<L>VVhich never had its former &s;oundne&s;s yet,</L>
<L>Since <HI>D'Alva</HI> &s;truck it with a Pal&s;y-fit.</L>
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<L>Bold VVretches were they that had no defence,</L>
<L>Nothing to guard them, but their Confidence.</L>
<L>That have no Spirits, but only tho&s;e of VVine,</L>
<L>And when tho&s;e once are &s;pent, then theirs decline.</L>
<L>The <HI>Podex</HI> of the VVorld; and yet they dare</L>
<L>Again&s;t the Head their lofty Trea&s;ons bear.</L>
<L>VVe &s;ent them packing; and a man may tell,</L>
<L>They've the lea&s;t Journey in the VVorld to Hell.</L>
<L>Extreams are violent; what though they be</L>
<L>From little Sprats turn'd the great Sharks of th'Sea.</L>
<L>VVhat though they quickly like a Mu&s;h'room grow</L>
<L>As Natures meane&s;t Products always do.</L>
<L>Yet mu&s;t they needs the &s;patious VVorld excel?</L>
<L>Or VVhat is more, our <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> parellel?</L>
<L>Poor Fools! How they mi&s;take, alas we know</L>
<L>Tho&s;e that are quick of growth, are &s;hort-liv'd too.</L>
<L>Th' <HI>Oak</HI> lives &s;ome hundred years before its prime;</L>
<L>The boggy <HI>Willow</HI> dies oft in that time.</L>
<L>Stars fall, and have their hidden fates:</L>
<L>Kingdoms and Empires have their certain dates.</L>
<L>All things have Periods, and mu&s;t the&s;e be</L>
<L>The only men that laugh at De&s;tiny.</L>
<L>My <HI>Augury</HI> mi&s;takes then, 'tis no Land,</L>
<L>Where a perpetual endle&s;s State may &s;tand;</L>
<L>No everla&s;ting Rocks to build upon,</L>
<L>But an uncertain &s;oft Foundation.</L>
<L>The Giants once &s;truck at the Heavenly Powers,</L>
<L>They fell by <HI>Jove</HI>'s great Thunder, The&s;e by <HI>Ours.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Couch, and be humble, your own weakne&s;s know;</L>
<L>Bubbles if touch'd, like you, prove nothing too.</L>
<L>Pull down your Cre&s;ts, your Lions Couchant now.</L>
<L>Our <HI>Engli&s;h</HI> Cocks can crow, and fright him too.</L>
<L>You've King'd it long enough, the Play is o're,</L>
<L>Leave your di&s;gui&s;e, turn Fi&s;hermen once more</L>
<L>'Tis but in vain to &s;trive, it is your fate</L>
<L>To &s;it at th' Helm of Ships, not Helm of State.</L>
<L>Lower and lower &s;till; <HI>O</HI> we know how</L>
<L>To make your haughty <HI>Hogen Mogen</HI> bow.</L>
<L>Kneel and be humble, we mu&s;t have your fall.</L>
<L>We've us'd your Hands, now mu&s;t have Knees and all.</L>
<L>Come know your &s;elves; a Maxim old and good,</L>
<L>Though by your proud ones 'tis not under&s;tood.</L>
<L>We'll learn you Morrals, and your Ethicks &s;how,</L>
<L>And to Superiors better manners too.</L>
<L>Come vail your Top&s;ails, tho&s;e that are ill bred,</L>
<L>And will not daugh their Hats, we'll daugh their Head.</L>
<L>Shrink in your heads, a Tempe&s;t is here, th'High</L>
<L>Are the object of the Tempe&s;ts Tyranny:</L>
<L>The Cedars torn, the gentle Reeds e&s;cape</L>
<L>By their &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion from the furious Rape.</L>
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<L><HI>Be wi&s;e and humble, and t' avoid the &s;troke</HI></L>
<L><HI>Fly for your &s;helter to the</HI> Engli&s;h <HI>Oak.</HI></L>
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