'Tis true, his countenance did imprint an awe, And naturally all souls to his did bow; As wands of divination downward draw, And point to beds where sovereign gold doth grow.[18] XX. When past all offerings to Feretrian Jove,[19] He Mars deposed, and arms to gowns made yield; Successful councils did him soon approve, As fit for close intrigues, as open field. XXI. To suppliant Holland he vouchsafed a peace, Our once bold rival of the British main; Now tamely glad her unjust claim to cease, And buy our friendship with her idol, gain.[20] XXII. Fame of the asserted sea, through Europe blown, Made France and Spain ambitious of his love; Each knew that side must conquer he would own, And for him fiercely, as for empire, strove. XXIII. No sooner was the Frenchman's cause embraced, Than the light Monsieur the grave Don outweighed:[21] His fortune turned the scale where'er 'twas cast, Though Indian mines were in the other laid. XXIV. When absent, yet we conquered in his right; For, though some meaner artist's skill were shown, In mingling colours, or in placing light, Yet still the fair designment was his own. XXV. For, from all tempers he could service draw; The worth of each, with its alloy, he knew; And, as the confident of Nature, saw How she complexions did divide and brew.[22] XXVI. Or he their single virtues did survey, By intuition, in his own large breast; Where all the rich ideas of them lay, That were the rule and measure to the rest. XXVII. When such heroic virtue heaven sets out, The stars, like commons, sullenly obey; Because it drains them when it comes about, And therefore is a tax they seldom pay.[23] XXVIII. From this high spring our foreign conquests flow, Which yet more glorious triumphs do portend; Since their commencement to his arms they owe, If springs as high as fountains may ascend. XXIX. He made us freemen of the continent, Whom nature did like captives treat before; To nobler preys the English lion sent, And taught him first in Belgian walks to roar.[24] XXX. That old unquestioned pirate of the land, Proud Rome, with dread the fate of Dunkirk heard; And, trembling, wished behind more Alps to stand, Although an Alexander were her guard.[25] XXXI. By his command we boldly crossed the line.[26] And bravely fought where southern stars arise; We traced the far-fetched gold unto the mine, And that, which bribed our fathers, made our prize. XXXII. Such was our prince; yet owned a soul above The highest acts it could produce to show: Thus, poor mechanic arts in public move, Whilst the deep secrets beyond practice go. XXXIII.