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II, Capt., p

« With his hot skirmish ; yet still, still the stout Victorious Foe repelleth ev'ry push » (I).

« The Sea too shallow to safe-shelter thein » (2).

« Through their owii spite to split upon the shore, Foaming forfury » (3).

« Alas ! what Lock or Iron Engine is't That can thy subtle secret strength resist, Slth the best Farriercannot Set a shoe So sure, but thou (so shortly) canst undoe? » (4).

« What though his Wardrobebe not stately stuft

With Sumptuous silks (pinked,and pounc'd,and puft)» (5).

« For ship, for shop, book, bar, or Court, or City : Smooth Orator, swift Penman, sweet Musician » (6).

« Suddenly spews into the Silver brine Her secret-spreading, sudden speeding bane ; » (7).

« See how the Fow/es are from my fancy fled » (8),

« Flying she sings, and singing seeketh where » 1^9)

« Niles poys'ny Pirate press theslimy shore » (10)

« The shock, sound, sent ; of storms, of strings, of flowrs » (IT

« By th'Aire's steep stairs she ».... (12)

« What can be hard toa sloath-shunning Spirit,

Spurr'dwith désire » (13) « 0 ! spare them not. To spare Thern, is to spoyl

Thy Selfe, thy Seed, thy Subjects, and thy Soyl » (14)

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