An Oration to Souldiers, after the Loss of a Battel.
Fellow Souldiers,
I Perceive you are dejected at your ill fortune, for Fortune is a Thief, robbing some to give partially to others; wherefore we Souldiers, whom She busies her self most with, to shew her power and agility, ought to be so carefull and watchfull, as to lock and barricado out For∣tunes malice, giving her no advantage, if you can possibly hinder her from taking any. Yet was it neither for want of Conduct or Valour, that we wonn not the Victory, but Heaven and Earth was against us: for the Sun, Wind and Dust beat on our faces; for you indeavouring to get the side of the Wind, went against the Sun∣beams, so that with the Sun-beams and the glit∣tering Dust, that flew up by the motion of the