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'Tis all accomplisht by his Royal Word,Without unsheathing the destructive Sword;Without a Tax upon his Subjects laid,Their Peace disturb'd, their Plenty or their Trade.And what can they to such a Prince deny,With whose Desires the Greatest Kings comply?The Arts of Peace are not to him unknown,This happy way he marcht into the Throne;And we owe more to Heav'n than to the Sword,The wisht return of so benign a Lord.Charles by Old Greece, with a new Freedom grac'dAbove her Antique Heroes shall be plac'd.What Theseus did, or Theban HerculesHolds no compare with this Victorious Peace;Which on the Turks shall greater Honour gain,Then all their Giants and their Monsters slain.Those are bold Tales, in fabulous Ages told;This Glorious Act the Living do behold.

Panegyrick

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