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always to the swift Nor battle to the strong. _New Amer. Mag._, No. IV-78, Apr. 1758, Woodbridge in N. J. SPEECH OF THE PRINCE OF BRUNSWICK TO THE HANOVERIAN AND HESSIAN TROOPS. To injured troops thus gallant BRUNSWICK spoke; 'Shall we with tameness bear the _Gallic_ yoke! 'Will ye, O Veterans, inur'd to pains 'And toils of War, drag ignominious chains? 'Turn and behold! behold where hostile bands 'Seize on your properties, lay waste your lands, 'Your daughters, wives, snatch'd forcibly away, 'Slaves to proud _Gallia's_ sons, to best a prey! 'Hark! how with piercing Cries, the tender Maid, 'By force subdu'd, implores her father's aid; 'In agonies repeats her brother's name, 'To flay the ruffians and preserve her fame! 'Rouze! GERMANS! rouze! a glorious vengeance take; 'Religion, honour, freedom, all's at stake!' ... "Enough," they cry'd, "let FERDINAND proceed, "We dare to follow, where he dares to lead." Fir'd by their country's wrongs, to arms they fly, Resolv'd to save her, or resolved to die. _New Amer. Mag._, No. IV-80, Apr. 1758, Woodbridge in N. J. ON A CARGO OF FRENCH MUFFS SEIZ'D BY THE PRUSSIANS. Lewis, the winter harsh, and climate rough, To each of his nice captains, sends a muff, Knowing his troops too tender to resist The foe, without a furr to guard his wrist; For who could prime his gun, or pistol hold, Whose aching fingers were benumbed with cold. _Prussia_, a different scheme in war approves; Whose hardy veterans charge without their gloves. Defy the rigour of the chilling air, And fight, and conquer with their knuckles bare. _Bourbon!_ if wreathes and triumphs are thy aim, Think of some wiser way to purchase fame: Some other arts thy rival to subdue, Soft muffs, without keen swords, will never do; Thy shivering troops would act a better part, Would'st thou send something that could warm their heart; Less for their valour than their heels admir'd With fighting oft' ... with flying seldom tir'd, Success thy arms would never fail to meet, Were battles to be won by nimble feet. _New Amer. Mag._, No. IV-80, Apr. 1758, Woodbridge in N. J. THE KING OF PRUSSIA'S ODE IMITATED IN RHIME. 1. Fat
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