The Haughty  beheld, with tow'ring Pride,
His ancient Bounds enlarg'd on ev'ry Side,
lofty Barriers were subdu'd,
And in the midst of his wide Empire stood;
States, the Victor to restrain,
Oppos'd their  and  in vain,
Nor found themselves, with strength of Rocks immur'd,
Behind their Everlasting Hills secur'd;
The rising  its long Race began,
And half its Course through the new Conquests ran;
Amaz'd and anxious for her Sov'raign's Fates,
trembled through a Hundred States;
Great  himself was seis'd with Fear,
He gaz'd around, but saw no Succour near,
He gaz'd, and half abandon'd to Despair
His Hopes on Heav'n, and Confidence in Pray'r.