Dæneids, or the noble Labours of the great Dean of Notre-Dame in Paris,
for the erecting in his choir, a Throne for his Glory; and the eclipsing
the pride of an imperious usurping Chanter, an heroic poem, in four
Canto's; printed in quarto 1692. It is a burlesque Poem, and is chiefly
taken from Boileau's Lutrin.

We shall shew Mr. Crown's versification, by quoting a speech which he
puts into the mouth of an Angel, in the Destruction of Jerusalem. The
Angel is represented as descending over the altar prophesying the fall
of that august city.

Stay, stay, your flight, fond men, Heaven does despise
All your vain incense, prayers, and sacrifice.
Now is arriv'd Jerusalem's fatal hour,
When she and sacrifice must be no more:
Long against Heav'n had'st thou, rebellious town,
Thy public trumpets of defiance blown;
Didst open wars against thy Lord maintain,
And all his messengers of peace have slain:
And now the hour of his revenge is come,
Thy weeks are finish'd, and thy slumb'ring doom,
Which long has laid in the divine decree,
Is now arous'd from his dull lethargy;
His army's rais'd, and his commission seal'd,
His order's given, and cannot be repeal'd:
And now thy people, temple, altars all
Must in one total dissolution fall.
Heav'n will in sad procession walk the round,
And level all thy buildings with the ground.