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The Glorious Warriour:
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A Ballad in Praise of General Stanhope;
Dedicated to all who have Votes for Parliament-Men
in the City of Westminster.
To the Tune of Fair Rosamund.
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I.
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WHen Anne, a Princess of Renown,
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Sat on the British Throne,
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The Britains many Battles fought,
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And many Battles won.
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2.
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The Queen had Generals good store,
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And these were Men of Might;
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But none excell'd the Stanhope brave
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In Counsel or in Fight.
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3.
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The brave Stanhope was he she sent
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to Spain, with full Command,
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And bid him fall upon the French,
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And beat them out of hand.
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4.
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No sooner had she said the Word,
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But he was out of Sight,
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And hasted unto Charless Camp,
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With all his Speed and Might.
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5.
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"Most Noble Prince, I come (saith he)
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Annas full Command.
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"The Empress bade me fight your Foes,
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beat them out of hand.
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6.
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"Brave Stanhope, (saith the King) I know
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Valour to be great:
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"It's fit thy Empress be obey'd,
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act what seemeth meet.
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7.
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"With Spanish and with German Troops
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Britains joined be:
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"Led on by such a General,
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sure of Victory.
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8.
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Then Stanhope bow'd, and went away,
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Being full of inward Joys,
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And to his British Squadrons cries,
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Horse, To Horse, my Boys.
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9.
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"The Day's our own, the King gives Leave
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French to make Attacks:
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"Come, follow me, we'll ne're give o're
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we see their Backs.
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10.
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Then strait, with glittering Sword in hand,
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And Pistols by each Side,
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He gallops towards th' Enemy,
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As fast as he can ride.
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11.
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The bold Britains their General,
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In Danger, won't forsake;
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But Stanhope follow, in a Croud,
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And direful Havock make.
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12.
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In various Shapes, where Stanhope moves,
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Slaughter and Death appear:
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The French no longer can his Rage,
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Nor furious Onsets, bear.
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13.
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To save themselves, they first give back,
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Then hasten from the Field;
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And to victorious Stanhopes Troops
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A bloody Victory yield.
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14.
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Brave Stanhope close the Fugitives
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Pursues with Might and Main.
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The Fields, the Roads, the Lanes are fill'd
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With Heaps of Soldiers slain.
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15.
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The Battle now being won and o're,
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To Charles the new made King,
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Great Staremberg the brave Stanhope,
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Besmear'd with Blood, doth bring.
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16.
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"This, Sir,'s the Man hath done the Deed,
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mighty Valour shown.
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Quoth Charles, "I know it very well;
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him I owe my Crown.
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"By you, Sir, I am King of Spain,
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"And of my French Foes rid:
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"I will reward you like a King;
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with me to Madrid.
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18.
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Whom then, you Men of Westminster,
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For Burgess can you chuse,
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Like him who Spain from Frenchmens Pride
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And Thraldom has set loose.
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Like him, who for all those that trade
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In Cloath, in Stuffs, in Bays,
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To Spain, To Spain, has op'd the Way,
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To his immortal Praise.
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20.
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The Gold and Silver of Peru,
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Of which the Trade was lost,
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And which was daily sent to France,
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To Britains Grief and Cost,
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21.
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Shall now from Cales and Alicant
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In English Oaks be brought:
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Such Glorious Things has Stanhope done,
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Such Wonders he has wrought!
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22.
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You then who live near River Thames,
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Near Abby, or Mill-Bank,
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St. James, St. Anne, the Park, or Strand,
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Of mean or highest Rank,
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23.
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Don't be ingrate, to one who for
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His Country takes much Pains,
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In Places far and wide, but last
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In Saragossas Plains.
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24.
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But in the Precincts every where
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Let it be understood
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You value most the Men who do
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Your Nation the most Good.
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25.
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Let Neighbouring Cities know likewise
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That you have Wit and Brains;
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And won't prefer to brave Stanhope,
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A Man that selleth Grains.
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