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A Panegyrick, &c. to O. Cromwell.

While with a strong, and yet a gentle hand,You bridle Faction, & our Hearts command;Protect us from our selves, and from our Foe,Make us Unite, and make us Conquer too:Let partial Spirits still aloud complain,Think themselves injur'd that they cannot Reign;And own no Liberty, but when they mayWithout Controul upon their Fellows prey.Above the Waves as Neptune show'd his Face,To chide the winds, and save the Trojan Race:So has your Highness, rais'd above the rest,Storms of Ambition tossing us, represt.Your Drooping Country, torn with Civil Hate,Restor'd by you, is made a Glorious State:

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