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 On then; Run; Fly; immortal Honour calls, And Consecrates the Man who bravely falls. So shall the Prelate see with wondring Joy, Your Vengeance swift as your Affront can fly.

This said; the Warring Goddess takes her Flight, Plung'd in a sudden Stream of blazing Light; Restoring to each Breast their Martial Heat, Fills with Herself the bold Triumvirate.

So when the rescu'd Danube, Rhine and Scheld Immortal, Thee in Arms beheld; The Face of War soon took a brighter Turn; And fainting Squadrons with new Vigour burn: Thy Courage, like the Universal Soul, Darts thro' the Troops and Animates the Whole. Victoria yielding to thy Stronger Charms, Caress'd thy Standard and Embrac'd thy Arms. Asham'd