069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,001[' ]| Since Men like Beasts, each others Prey were made, 069:01,002[' ]| Since Trade began, and Priesthood grew a Trade, 069:01,003[' ]| Since Realms were form'd, none sure so curst as those 069:01,004[' ]| That madly their own Happiness oppose; 069:01,005[' ]| There Heaven it self, and Godlike Kings, in vain 069:01,006[' ]| Showr down the Manna of a gentle Reign; 069:01,007[' ]| While pamper'd Crowds to mad Sedition run, 069:01,008[' ]| And Monarchs by Indulgence are undone. 069:01,009[' ]| Thus Davids Clemency was fatal grown, 069:01,010[' ]| While wealthy Faction aw'd the wanting Throne. <10> 069:01,011[' ]| For now their Sov'reigns Orders to contemn 069:01,012[' ]| Was held the Charter of Jerusalem, 069:01,013[' ]| His Rights t' invade, his Tributes to refuse, 069:01,014[' ]| A Privilege peculiar to the Jews; 069:01,015[' ]| As if from Heav'nly Call this Licence fell, 069:01,016[' ]| And Jacob's Seed were chosen to rebell! 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,017[' ]| Achitophel with triumph sees his Crimes 069:01,018[' ]| Thus suited to the madness of the Times; 069:01,019[' ]| And Absalom, to make his hopes succeed, 069:01,020[' ]| Of Flattering Charms no longer stands in need; <20> 069:01,021[' ]| While fond of Change, though ne'er so dearly bought, 069:01,022[' ]| Our Tribes out-strip the Youth's Ambitious Thought; 069:01,023[' ]| His swiftest Hopes with swifter Homage meet, 069:01,024[' ]| And crowd their servile Necks beneath his Feet. 069:01,025[' ]| Thus to his aid while pressing Tides repair, 069:01,026[' ]| He mounts and spreads his Streamers in the Air. 069:01,027[' ]| The Charms of Empire might his Youth mis-lead, 069:01,028[' ]| But what can our besotted Israel plead? 069:01,029[' ]| Sway'd by a Monarch whose serene Command, 069:01,030[' ]| Seems half the Blessing of our promis'd Land: <30> 069:01,031[' ]| Whose onely Grievance is excess of Ease, 069:01,032[' ]| Freedome our Pain, and Plenty our Disease! 069:01,033[' ]| Yet, as all Folly wou'd lay claim to Sense, 069:01,034[' ]| And Wickedness ne'er wanted a Pretence, 069:01,035[' ]| With Arguments they'd make their Treason good, 069:01,036[' ]| And righteous David's self with Slanders load: 069:01,037[' ]| That Arts of foreign Sway he did affect, 069:01,038[' ]| And guilty Jebusites from Law protect, 069:01,039[' ]| Whose very Chiefs, convict, were never freed, 069:01,040[' ]| Nay, we have seen their Sacrificers bleed! <40> 069:01,041[' ]| Accusers Infamy is urg'd in vain, 069:01,042[' ]| While in the bounds of Sense they did contain, 069:01,043[' ]| But soon they launcht into th' unfathom'd Tide, 069:01,044[' ]| And in the Depths they knew disdain'd to Ride, 069:01,045[' ]| For probable Discoveries to dispence, 069:01,046[' ]| Was thought below a pention'd Evidence; 069:01,047[' ]| Mere Truth was dull, nor suited with the port 069:01,048[' ]| Of pamper'd Corah, when advanc't to Court. 069:01,049[' ]| No less than Wonders now they will impose, 069:01,050[' ]| And Projects void of Grace or Sense disclose. <50> 069:01,051[' ]| Such was the Charge on pious Michal brought, 069:01,052[' ]| Michal that ne'er was cruel e'en in thought, 069:01,053[' ]| The best of Queens, and most obedient Wife, 069:01,054[' ]| Impeach'd of curst Designs on David's Life! 069:01,055[' ]| His Life, the Theam of her eternal Pray'r, 069:01,056[' ]| 'Tis scarce so much his Guardian Angels Care. 069:01,057[' ]| Not Summer Morns such Mildness can disclose, 069:01,058[' ]| The Hermon Lilly, nor the Sharon Rose. 069:01,059[' ]| Neglecting each vain Pomp of Majesty, 069:01,060[' ]| Transported Michal feeds her thought on high. <60> 069:01,061[' ]| She lives with Angels, and as Angels do, 069:01,062[' ]| Quits Heav'n sometimes to bless the World below: 069:01,063[' ]| Where cherisht by her Bounties plenteous Spring, 069:01,064[' ]| Reviving Widows smile, and Orphans sing. 069:01,065[' ]| Oh! when rebellious Israel's Crimes at height, 069:01,066[' ]| Are threatned with her Lord's approaching Fate, 069:01,067[' ]| The Piety of Michal then remain 069:01,068[' ]| In Heav'ns Remembrance, and prolong his Reign. 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,069[' ]| Less Desolation did the Pest persue, 069:01,070[' ]| That from Dan's limits to Beersheba slew, <70> 069:01,071[' ]| Less fatal the repeated Wars of Tyre, 069:01,072[' ]| And less Jerusalem's avenging Fire. 069:01,073[' ]| With gentler terrour these our State o'erran, 069:01,074[' ]| Than since our Evidencing Days began! 069:01,075[' ]| On every Cheek a pale Confusion sat, 069:01,076[' ]| Continu'd Fear beyond the worst of Fate! 069:01,077[' ]| Trust was no more, Art, Science useless made, 069:01,078[' ]| All occupations lost but Corah's Trade. 069:01,079[' ]| Mean while a Guard on modest Corah wait, 069:01,080[' ]| If not for Safety needfull yet for State. <80> 069:01,081[' ]| Well might he deem each Peer and Prince his Slave: 069:01,082[' ]| And Lord it o'er the Tribes which he could save: 069:01,083[' ]| E'en Vice in him was Vertue ~~ what sad Fate 069:01,084[' ]| But for his Honesty had seiz'd our State? 069:01,085[' ]| And with what Tyranny had we been curst, 069:01,086[' ]| Had Corah never prov'd a Villain first? 069:01,087[' ]| T' have told his knowledge of th' Intrigue in gross 069:01,088[' ]| Had been alas to our Deponent's loss: 069:01,089[' ]| The travell'd Levite had th' Experience got, 069:01,090[' ]| To husband well, and make the best of 's Plot; <90> 069:01,091[' ]| And therefore like an Evidence of skill, 069:01,092[' ]| With wise Reserves secur'd his Pension still; 069:01,093[' ]| Nor quite of future Pow'r himself bereft, 069:01,094[' ]| But Limbo's large for unbelievers left. 069:01,095[' ]| And now his Writ such Reverence had got, 069:01,096[' ]| 'Twas worse than Plotting to suspect his Plot. 069:01,097[' ]| Some were so well convinc't, they made no doubt, 069:01,098[' ]| Themselves to help the founder'd Swearers out. 069:01,099[' ]| Some had their Sense impos'd on by their Fear, 069:01,100[' ]| But more for Int'rest sake believe and swear: <100> 069:01,101[' ]| E'en to that height with some the Frenzy grew, 069:01,102[' ]| They rag'd to find their danger not prove true. 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,103[' ]| Yet, than all these a viler Crew remain, 069:01,104[' ]| Who with Achitophel the Cry maintain; 069:01,105[' ]| Not urg'd by Fear, nor through misguided Sense, 069:01,106[' ]| (Blind Zeal, and starving Need had some pretence) 069:01,107[' ]| But for the Good Old Cause that did excite 069:01,108[' ]| Th' Original Rebells Wiles, Revenge and Spight. 069:01,109[' ]| These raise the Plot to have the Scandal thrown 069:01,110[' ]| Upon the bright Successor of the Crown, <110> 069:01,111[' ]| Whose Vertue with such wrongs they had persu'd, 069:01,112[' ]| As seem'd all hope of pardon to exclude. 069:01,113[' ]| Thus, while on private Ends their Zeal is built 069:01,114[' ]| The cheated Crowd applaud and share their Guilt. 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,115[' ]| Such Practices as These, too gross to lye 069:01,116[' ]| Long unobserv'd by each discerning Eye, 069:01,117[' ]| The more judicious Israelites Unspell'd, 069:01,118[' ]| Though still the Charm the giddy Rabble held. 069:01,119[' ]| E'en Absalom amidst the dazling Beams 069:01,120[' ]| Of Empire, and Ambitions flattering Dreams, <120> 069:01,121[' ]| Perceives the Plot (too foul to be excus'd) 069:01,122[' ]| To aid Designs, no less pernicious, us'd: 069:01,123[' ]| And (Filial Sense yet striving in his Breast) 069:01,124[' ]| Thus to Achitophel his Doubts exprest. 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,125[B ]| Why are my Thoughts upon a Crown employ'd, 069:01,126[B ]| Which once obtain'd, can be but half Enjoy'd? 069:01,127[B ]| Not so when Virtue did my Arms require, 069:01,128[B ]| And to my Father's Wars I flew Intire. 069:01,129[B ]| My Regal Pow'r how will my Foes resent, 069:01,130[B ]| When I my Self have scarce my own Consent? <130> 069:01,131[B ]| Give me a Son's unblemisht Truth again, 069:01,132[B ]| Or quench the Sparks of Duty that remain. 069:01,133[B ]| How slight to force a Throne that Legions guard 069:01,134[B ]| The Task to me; to prove Unjust how hard! 069:01,135[B ]| And if th' imagin'd Guilt thus wound my Thought, 069:01,136[B ]| What will it when the tragick Scene is wrought? 069:01,137[B ]| Dire War must first be conjur'd from below, 069:01,138[B ]| The Realm we'd Rule we first must Overthrow. 069:01,139[B ]| And when the Civil Furies are on wing 069:01,140[B ]| That blind and undistinguisht Slaughters fling, <140> 069:01,141[B ]| Who knows what impious chance may reach the King? 069:01,142[B ]| Oh! rather let me perish in the Strife, 069:01,143[B ]| Than have my Crown the Price of David's Life! 069:01,144[B ]| Or if the Tempest of the War he stand, 069:01,145[B ]| In Peace, some vile officious Villain's hand 069:01,146[B ]| His Soul's anointed Temple may invade, 069:01,147[B ]| Or, prest by clamorous Crowds, my Self be made 069:01,148[B ]| His Murtherer; rebellious Crowds, whose Guilt 069:01,149[B ]| Shall dread his vengeance till his Bloud be spilt: 069:01,150[B ]| Which if my filial Tenderness oppose, <150> 069:01,151[B ]| Since to the Empire by their Arms I rose, 069:01,152[B ]| Those very Arms on Me shall be employ'd, 069:01,153[B ]| A new Usurper Crown'd, and I Destroy'd: 069:01,154[B ]| The same Pretence of Publick Good will hold, 069:01,155[B ]| And new Achitophels be found, as bold 069:01,156[B ]| To urge the needfull Change, perhaps the old. 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,157[' ]| He said. The Statesman with a Smile replies, 069:01,158[' ]| (A smile that did his rising Spleen disguise,) 069:01,159[C ]| My thoughts presum'd our labours at an End, 069:01,160[C ]| And are we still with Conscience to contend? <160> 069:01,161[C ]| Whose Want in Kings, as needfull is allow'd, 069:01,162[C ]| As 'tis for them to find it in the Crowd. 069:01,163[C ]| Far in the doubtfull Passage you are gone, 069:01,164[C ]| And onely can be Safe by pressing on. 069:01,165[C ]| The Crowns true Heir, a Prince severe, and wise, 069:01,166[C ]| Has view'd your Motions long with Jealous Eyes; 069:01,167[C ]| Your Persons Charms, your more prevailing Arts, 069:01,168[C ]| And mark't your Progress in the Peoples Hearts: 069:01,169[C ]| Whose Patience is th' effect of stinted Pow'r, 069:01,170[C ]| But treasures Vengeance for the fatal hour. <170> 069:01,171[C ]| And if remote the Perill He can bring, 069:01,172[C ]| Your Present Danger's greater from the King. 069:01,173[C ]| Let not a Parent's name deceive your Sense, 069:01,174[C ]| Nor trust the Father in a Jealous Prince! 069:01,175[C ]| Your trivial Faults if he could so resent, 069:01,176[C ]| To doom you little less than Banishment, 069:01,177[C ]| What rage must your Presumption Since inspire? 069:01,178[C ]| Against his Orders your return from Tyre? 069:01,179[C ]| Nor onely so, but with a Pomp more high, 069:01,180[C ]| And open Court of Popularity, <180> 069:01,181[C ]| The Factious Tribes ~~ And this Reproof from Thee? 069:01,182[' ]| (The Prince replies) O Statesman's winding Skill, 069:01,183[B ]| They first Condemn that first Advis'd the Ill! 069:01,184[C ]| Illustrious Youth (return'd Achitophel) 069:01,185[C ]| Misconstrue not the Words that mean you well. 069:01,186[C ]| The Course you steer I worthy Blame conclude, 069:01,187[C ]| But 'tis because you leave it Unpersu'd. 069:01,188[C ]| A Monarch's Crown with Fate surrounded lyes, 069:01,189[C ]| Who reach, lay hold on Death that miss the Prize. 069:01,190[C ]| Did you for this expose your self to Show, <190> 069:01,191[C ]| And to the Crowd bow popularly low? 069:01,192[C ]| For this your Glorious Progress next ordain, 069:01,193[C ]| With Chariots, Horsemen, and a numerous Train, 069:01,194[C ]| With Fame before you like the Morning Starr, 069:01,195[C ]| And Shouts of Joy saluting you from affarr? 069:01,196[C ]| Oh from the Heights you've reach't but take a View, 069:01,197[C ]| Scarce leading Lucifer cou'd Fall like You! 069:01,198[C ]| And must I here my Ship-wrackt Arts bemoan? 069:01,199[C ]| Have I for this so oft made Israel groan? 069:01,200[C ]| Your single Interest with the Nation weigh'd, <200> 069:01,201[C ]| And turn'd the Scale where your Desires were laid? 069:01,202[C ]| Ev'n when at Helm a Course so dang'rous mov'd 069:01,203[C ]| To Land your Hopes, as my Removal prov'd? 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,204[B ]| I not dispute (the Royal youth replyes) 069:01,205[B ]| The known Perfection of your Policies, 069:01,206[B ]| Nor in Achitophel yet grudge, or blame, 069:01,207[B ]| The Priviledge that Statesmen ever claim; 069:01,208[B ]| Who private Interest never yet persu'd, 069:01,209[B ]| But still pretended 'twas for Others good: 069:01,210[B ]| What Polititian yet e'er scap't his Fate, <210> 069:01,211[B ]| Who saving his own Neck not sav'd the State? 069:01,212[B ]| From hence on ev'ry hum'rous Wind that veer'd, 069:01,213[B ]| With shifted Sayls a sev'ral Course you steer'd. 069:01,214[B ]| What form of Sway did David e'er persue 069:01,215[B ]| That seem'd like Absolute but sprung from You? 069:01,216[B ]| Who at your instance quasht each penal Law, 069:01,217[B ]| That kept dissenting factious Jews in awe; 069:01,218[B ]| And who suspends fixt Laws, may abrogate, 069:01,219[B ]| That done, form New, and so enslave the State. 069:01,220[B ]| E'en Property, whose Champion now you stand, <220> 069:01,221[B ]| And seem for this the Idol of the Land, 069:01,222[B ]| Did ne'er sustain such Violence before, 069:01,223[B ]| As when your Counsel shut the Royal Store; 069:01,224[B ]| Advice, that Ruine to whole Tribes procur'd, 069:01,225[B ]| But secret kept till your own Banks secur'd. 069:01,226[B ]| Recount with this the tripple Cov'nant broke, 069:01,227[B ]| And Israel fitted for a Foreign Yoke, 069:01,228[B ]| Nor here your Counsels fatal Progress staid, 069:01,229[B ]| But sent your levied Pow'rs to Pharaoh's Aid. 069:01,230[B ]| Hence Tyre and Israel, low in Ruins laid, <230> 069:01,231[B ]| And Egypt once their Scorn, their common Terrour made. 069:01,232[B ]| Ev'n of such a Season we can dream, 069:01,233[B ]| When Royal Rights you made your darling Theam. 069:01,234[B ]| For Pow'r unlimited could Reasons draw, 069:01,235[B ]| And place Prerogative above the Law; 069:01,236[B ]| Which on your fall from Office grew Unjust, 069:01,237[B ]| The Laws made King, the King a Slave in Trust: 069:01,238[B ]| Whom with State-craft (to Int'rest onely True) 069:01,239[B ]| You now Accuse of ills contriv'd by You. 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,240[C ]| To this Hell's Agent ~~ Royal Youth fix here, <240> 069:01,241[C ]| Let Int'rest be the Star by which I Steer. 069:01,242[C ]| Hence to repose your Trust in Me was wise, 069:01,243[C ]| Whose Int'rest most in your Advancement lies. 069:01,244[C ]| A Tye so firm as always will avail 069:01,245[C ]| When Friendship, Nature and Religion fail; 069:01,246[C ]| On ours the Safety of the Crowd depends, 069:01,247[C ]| Secure the Crowd and we obtain our Ends, 069:01,248[C ]| Whom I will cause so far our Guilt to share 069:01,249[C ]| Till they are made our Champions by their Fear. 069:01,250[C ]| What Opposition can your Rival bring, <250> 069:01,251[C ]| While Sanhedrins are Jealous of the King? 069:01,252[C ]| His Strength as yet in David's Friendship lies, 069:01,253[C ]| And what can David's Self without Supplies? 069:01,254[C ]| Who with Exclusive Bills must now Dispence, 069:01,255[C ]| Debarr the Heir, or Starve in his Defence: 069:01,256[C ]| Conditions which our Elders ne'er will quit, 069:01,257[C ]| And David's Justice never can admit. 069:01,258[C ]| Or forc't by Wants his Brother to betray, 069:01,259[C ]| To your Ambition next he clears the Way; 069:01,260[C ]| For if Succession once to naught they bring, <260> 069:01,261[C ]| Their next Advance removes the present King: 069:01,262[C ]| Persisting else his Senates to dissolve, 069:01,263[C ]| In equal Hazzard shall his Reign involve. 069:01,264[C ]| Our Tribes, whom Pharaoh's Pow'r so much Alarms, 069:01,265[C ]| Shall rise without their Prince t' oppose his Arms; 069:01,266[C ]| Nor boots it on what Cause at first they Joyn, 069:01,267[C ]| Their Troops once up, are Tools for our Design. 069:01,268[C ]| At least such subtle Covenants shall be made, 069:01,269[C ]| Till Peace it self is War in Masquerade. 069:01,270[C ]| Associations of Mysterious Sense, <270> 069:01,271[C ]| Against, but seeming for the King's Defence: 069:01,272[C ]| Ev'n on their Courts of Justice Fetters draw, 069:01,273[C ]| And from our Agents Muzzle up their Law. 069:01,274[C ]| By which, a Conquest if we fail to make, 069:01,275[C ]| 'Tis a drawn Game at worst, and we secure our Stake. 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,276[' ]| He said, and for the dire Success depends 069:01,277[' ]| On various Sects, by common Guilt made Friends: 069:01,278[' ]| Whose Heads, though ne'er so diff'ring in their Creed, 069:01,279[' ]| I' th' point of Treason yet were well Agreed. 069:01,280[' ]| 'Mongst these, Extorting Ishban first appears, <280> 069:01,281[' ]| Persu'd b' a meager Troop of Bankrupt Heirs. 069:01,282[' ]| Blest Times, when Ishban, he whose Occupation 069:01,283[' ]| So long has been to Cheat, Reformes the Nation! 069:01,284[' ]| Ishban of Conscience suited to his Trade, 069:01,285[' ]| As good a Saint as Usurer e'er made. 069:01,286[' ]| Yet Mammon has not so engrost him quite, 069:01,287[' ]| But Belial lays as large a Claim of Spight; 069:01,288[' ]| Who, for those Pardons from his Prince he draws, 069:01,289[' ]| Returns Reproaches, and cries up the Cause. 069:01,290[' ]| That Year in which the City he did sway, <290> 069:01,291[' ]| He left Rebellion in a hopefull way. 069:01,292[' ]| Yet his Ambition once was found so bold, 069:01,293[' ]| To offer Talents of Extorted Gold; 069:01,294[' ]| Cou'd David's Wants have So been brib'd to shame 069:01,295[' ]| And scandalize our Peerage with his Name; 069:01,296[' ]| For which, his dear Sedition he'd forswear, 069:01,297[' ]| And e'en turn Loyal to be made a Peer. 069:01,298[' ]| Next him, let Railing Rabsheka have place, 069:01,299[' ]| So full of Zeal He has no need of Grace; 069:01,300[' ]| A Saint that can both Flesh and Spirit use, <300> 069:01,301[' ]| Alike haunt Conventicles and the Stews: 069:01,302[' ]| Of whom the Question difficult appears, 069:01,303[' ]| If most i' th' Preachers or the Bawds Arrears. 069:01,304[' ]| What Caution cou'd appear too much in Him 069:01,305[' ]| That keeps the Treasure of Jerusalem! 069:01,306[' ]| Let David's Brother but approach the Town, 069:01,307[' ]| Double our Guards, (He cries) We are undone: 069:01,308[' ]| Protesting that He dare not Sleep in 's Bed 069:01,309[' ]| Lest he shou'd Rise next Morn without his Head. 069:01,300[' ]| 069:01,310[' ]| Next these, a Troop of buisy Spirits press, <310> 069:01,311[' ]| Of little Fortunes, and of Conscience Less; 069:01,312[' ]| With them the Tribe, whose Luxury had drain'd 069:01,313[' ]| Their Banks, in former Sequestrations gaind: 069:01,314[' ]| Who Rich and Great by past Rebellions grew, 069:01,315[' ]| And long to fish the troubled Streams anew. 069:01,316[' ]| Some future Hopes, some present Payment draws, 069:01,317[' ]| To sell their Conscience and espouse the Cause, 069:01,318[' ]| Such Stipends those vile Hirelings best befit, 069:01,319[' ]| Priests without Grace, and Poets without Wit. 069:01,320[' ]| Shall that false Hebronite escape our Curse, <320> 069:01,321[' ]| Judas that keeps the Rebells Pension-Purse; 069:01,322[' ]| Judas that pays the Treason-writers Fee, 069:01,323[' ]| Judas that well deserves his Namesake's Tree; 069:01,324[' ]| Who at Jerusalem's own Gates Erects 069:01,325[' ]| His College for a Nursery of Sects: 069:01,326[' ]| Young Prophets with an early Care secures, 069:01,327[' ]| And with the Dung of his own Arts manures? 069:01,328[' ]| What have the Men of Hebron here to doe? 069:01,329[' ]| What part in Israel's promis'd Land have you? 069:01,330[' ]| Here Phaleg the Lay Hebronite is come, <330> 069:01,331[' ]| 'Cause like the rest he could not live at Home; 069:01,332[' ]| Who from his own Possessions cou'd not drain 069:01,333[' ]| An Omer even of Hebronitish Grain, 069:01,334[' ]| Here Struts it like a Patriot, and talks high 069:01,335[' ]| Of Injur'd Subjects, alter'd Property: 069:01,336[' ]| An Emblem of that buzzing Insect Just, 069:01,337[' ]| That mounts the Wheell, and thinks she raises Dust. 069:01,338[' ]| Can dry Bones Live? or Skeletons produce 069:01,339[' ]| The Vital Warmth of Cuckoldizing Juice? 069:01,340[' ]| Slim Phaleg cou'd, and at the Table fed, <340> 069:01,341[' ]| Return'd the gratefull Product to the Bed. 069:01,342[' ]| A Waiting-man to Trav'ling Nobles chose, 069:01,343[' ]| He, his own Laws, wou'd Sawcily impose; 069:01,344[' ]| Till Bastinado'd back again he went, 069:01,345[' ]| To Learn those Manners he to Teach was sent. 069:01,346[' ]| Chastiz'd, he ought to have retreated Home, 069:01,347[' ]| But He reads Politicks to Absalom. 069:01,348[' ]| For never Hebronite though Kickt and Scorn'd, 069:01,349[' ]| To his own Country willingly return'd. 069:01,350[' ]| ~~ But leaving famish'd Phaleg to be fed, <350> 069:01,351[' ]| And to talk Treason for his daily Bread, 069:01,352[' ]| Let Hebron, nay let Hell produce a Man 069:01,353[' ]| So made for Mischief as Ben-Jochanan, 069:01,354[' ]| A Jew of Humble Parentage was He, 069:01,355[' ]| By Trade a Levite though of low Degree: 069:01,356[' ]| His Pride no higher than the Desk aspir'd, 069:01,357[' ]| But for the Drudgery of Priests was hir'd 069:01,358[' ]| To Reade and Pray in Linen Ephod brave, 069:01,359[' ]| And pick up single Sheckles from the Grave. 069:01,360[' ]| Married at last, and finding Charge come faster, <360> 069:01,361[' ]| He cou'd not live by God, but chang'd his Master: 069:01,362[' ]| Inspir'd by Want, was made a factious Tool, 069:01,363[' ]| They got a Villain, and we lost a Fool. 069:01,364[' ]| Still Violent, whatever Cause he took, 069:01,365[' ]| But most against the Party he forsook, 069:01,366[' ]| For Renegadoes, who ne'er turn by halves, 069:01,367[' ]| Are bound in Conscience to be double Knaves: 069:01,368[' ]| So this Prose-Prophet took most monstrous Pains, 069:01,369[' ]| To let his Masters see he earned his Gains. 069:01,370[' ]| But as the Dev'l ows all his Imps a Shame, <370> 069:01,371[' ]| He chose th' Apostate for his proper Theme; 069:01,372[' ]| With little Pains he made the Picture true, 069:01,373[' ]| And from Reflexion took the Rogue he drew. 069:01,374[' ]| A wondrous Work to prove the Jewish Nation, 069:01,375[' ]| In every Age a Murmuring Generation; 069:01,376[' ]| To trace 'em from their Infancy of Sinning, 069:01,377[' ]| And shew 'em Factious from their First Beginning: 069:01,378[' ]| To prove they cou'd Rebell, and Rail, and Mock, 069:01,379[' ]| Much to the Credit of the Chosen Flock; 069:01,380[' ]| A strong Authority which must Convince, <380> 069:01,381[' ]| That Saints own no Allegiance to their Prince; 069:01,382[' ]| As 'tis a Leading-Card to make a Whore, 069:01,383[' ]| To prove her Mother had turn'd up before. 069:01,384[' ]| But, tell me, did the Drunken Patriarch Bless 069:01,385[' ]| The Son that shew'd his Father's Nakedness? 069:01,386[' ]| Such Thanks the present Church thy Pen will give, 069:01,387[' ]| Which proves Rebellion was so Primitive. 069:01,388[' ]| Must Ancient Failings be Examples made? 069:01,389[' ]| Then Murtherers from Cain may learn their Trade. 069:01,390[' ]| As thou the Heathen and the Saint hast drawn, <390> 069:01,391[' ]| Methinks th' Apostate was the better man: 069:01,392[' ]| And thy hot Father (waving my respect) 069:01,393[' ]| Not of a mother Church, but of a Sect. 069:01,394[' ]| And Such he needs must be of thy Inditing, 069:01,395[' ]| This comes of drinking Asses milk and writing. 069:01,396[' ]| If Balack should be cal'd to leave his place 069:01,397[' ]| (As profit is the loudest call of Grace,) 069:01,398[' ]| His Temple dispossess'd of one, wou'd be 069:01,399[' ]| Replenish'd with seven Devils more by thee. 069:01,400[' ]| Levi, thou art a load, I'll lay thee down, <400> 069:01,401[' ]| And shew Rebellion bare, without a Gown; 069:01,402[' ]| Poor Slaves in metre, dull and adle-pated, 069:01,403[' ]| Who Rhime below ev'n David's Psalms translated. 069:01,404[' ]| Some in my Speedy pace I must outrun, 069:01,405[' ]| As lame Mephibosheth the Wisard's Son: 069:01,406[' ]| To make quick way I'll Leap o'er heavy blocks, 069:01,407[' ]| Shun rotten Uzza as I wou'd the Pox; 069:01,408[' ]| And hasten Og and Doeg to rehearse, 069:01,409[' ]| Two Fools that Crutch their Feeble sense on Verse; 069:01,410[' ]| Who by my Muse, to all succeeding times, <410> 069:01,411[' ]| Shall live in spight of their own Dogrell Rhimes. 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,412[' ]| Doeg, though without knowing how or why, 069:01,413[' ]| Made still a blund'ring kind of Melody; 069:01,414[' ]| Spurd boldly on, and Dash'd through Thick and Thin, 069:01,415[' ]| Through Sense and Non-sense, never out nor in; 069:01,416[' ]| Free from all meaning, whether good or bad, 069:01,417[' ]| And in one word, Heroically mad: 069:01,418[' ]| He was too warm on Picking-work to dwell, 069:01,419[' ]| But Faggotted his Notions as they fell, 069:01,420[' ]| And if they Rhim'd and Rattl'd all was well. <420> 069:01,421[' ]| Spightfull he is not, though he wrote a Satyr, 069:01,422[' ]| For still there goes some thinking to ill-Nature: 069:01,423[' ]| He needs no more than Birds and Beasts to think, 069:01,424[' ]| All his occasions are to eat and drink. 069:01,425[' ]| If he call Rogue and Rascal from a Garrat, 069:01,426[' ]| He means you no more Mischief than a Parat: 069:01,427[' ]| The words for Friend and Foe alike were made, 069:01,428[' ]| To Fetter 'em in Verse is all his Trade. 069:01,429[' ]| For Almonds he'll cry Whore to his own Mother: 069:01,430[' ]| And call Young Absalom King David's Brother. <430> 069:01,431[' ]| Let him be Gallows-Free by my consent, 069:01,432[' ]| And nothing suffer since he nothing meant; 069:01,433[' ]| Hanging Supposes humane Soul and reason, 069:01,434[' ]| This Animal's below committing Treason: 069:01,435[' ]| Shall he be hang'd who never cou'd Rebell? 069:01,436[' ]| That's a preferment for Achitophel. 069:01,437[' ]| The Woman that Committed Buggary, 069:01,438[' ]| Was rightly Sentenc'd by the Law to die; 069:01,439[' ]| But 'twas hard Fate that to the Gallows led, 069:01,440[' ]| The Dog that never heard the Statute read. <440> 069:01,441[' ]| Railing in other Men may be a crime, 069:01,442[' ]| But ought to pass for mere instinct in him; 069:01,443[' ]| Instinct he follows and no farther knows, 069:01,444[' ]| For to write Verse with him is to Transprose. 069:01,445[' ]| 'Twere pity treason at his Door to lay, 069:01,446[' ]| Who makes Heaven's gate a Lock to its own Key: 069:01,447[' ]| Let him rayl on, let his invective muse 069:01,448[' ]| Have four and Twenty letters to abuse, 069:01,449[' ]| Which if he Jumbles to one line of Sense, 069:01,450[' ]| Indict him of a Capital Offence. <450> 069:01,451[' ]| In Fire-works give him leave to vent his spight, 069:01,452[' ]| Those are the onely Serpents he can write; 069:01,453[' ]| The height of his Ambition is we know 069:01,454[' ]| But to be Master of a Puppet-show, 069:01,455[' ]| On that one Stage his works may yet appear, 069:01,456[' ]| And a months Harvest keeps him all the Year. 069:01,000[' ]| 069:01,457[' ]| Now stop your noses Readers, all and some, 069:01,458[' ]| For here's a tun of Midnight-work to come, 069:01,459[' ]| Og from a Treason Tavern rowling home. 069:01,460[' ]| Round as a Globe, and Liquor'd ev'ry chink, <460> 069:01,461[' ]| Goodly and Great he Sayls behind his Link; 069:01,462[' ]| With all this Bulk there's nothing lost in Og 069:01,463[' ]| For ev'ry inch that is not Fool is Rogue: 069:01,464[' ]| A Monstrous mass of foul corrupted matter, 069:01,465[' ]| As all the Devils had spew'd to make the batter. 069:01,466[' ]| When wine has given him courage to Blaspheme, 069:01,467[' ]| He Curses God, but God before Curst him; 069:01,468[' ]| And if man cou'd have reason none has more, 069:01,469[' ]| That made his Paunch so rich and him so poor. 069:01,470[' ]| With wealth he was not trusted, for Heav'n knew <470> 069:01,471[' ]| What 'twas of old to pamper up a Jew; 069:01,472[' ]| To what wou'd he on Quail and Pheasant swell, 069:01,473[' ]| That ev'n on Tripe and Carrion cou'd rebell? 069:01,474[' ]| But though Heav'n made him poor, (with rev'rence speaking,) 069:01,475[' ]| He never was a Poet of God's making; 069:01,476[' ]| The Midwife laid her hand on his Thick Skull, 069:01,477[X ]| With this Prophetick blessing ~~ Be thou Dull; 069:01,478[X ]| Drink, Swear and Roar, forbear no lewd delight 069:01,479[X ]| Fit for thy Bulk, doe any thing but write: 069:01,480[X ]| Thou art of lasting Make like thoughtless men, <480> 069:01,481[X ]| A strong Nativity ~~ but for thy Pen; 069:01,482[X ]| Eat Opium, mingle Arsenick in thy Drink, 069:01,483[X ]| Still mayst thou live avoiding Pen and Ink. 069:01,484[' ]| I see, I see 'tis Counsell given in vain, 069:01,485[' ]| For Treason botcht in Rhime will be thy bane; 069:01,486[' ]| Rhime is the Rock on which thou art to wreck, 069:01,487[' ]| 'Tis fatal to thy Fame and to thy Neck: 069:01,488[' ]| Why shoud thy Metre good King David blast? 069:01,489[' ]| A Psalm of his will Surely be thy last. 069:01,490[' ]| Dar'st thou presume in verse to meet thy foes, <490> 069:01,491[' ]| Thou whom the Penny Pamphlet foil'd in prose? 069:01,492[' ]| Doeg, whom God for Mankinds mirth has made, 069:01,493[' ]| O'er-tops thy tallent in thy very Trade; 069:01,494[' ]| Doeg to thee, thy paintings are so Course, 069:01,495[' ]| A Poet is, though he's the Poet's Horse. 069:01,496[' ]| A Double Noose thou on thy Neck dost pull, 069:01,497[' ]| For Writing Treason, and for Writing dull; 069:01,498[' ]| To die for Faction is a Common evil, 069:01,499[' ]| But to be hang'd for Non-sense is the Devil: 069:01,500[' ]| Had'st thou the Glories of thy King exprest, <500> 069:01,501[' ]| Thy praises had been Satyr at the best; 069:01,502[' ]| But thou in Clumsy verse, unlickt, unpointed, 069:01,503[' ]| Hast Shamefully defi'd the Lord's Anointed: 069:01,504[' ]| I will not rake the Dunghill of thy Crimes, 069:01,505[' ]| For who wou'd reade thy Life that reads thy rhimes? 069:01,506[' ]| But of King David's Foes be this the Doom, 069:01,507[' ]| May all be like the Young-man Absalom; 069:01,508[' ]| And for my Foes may this their Blessing be, 069:01,509[' ]| To talk like Doeg, and to Write like Thee. 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,510[' ]| Achitophel each Rank, Degree, and Age, <510> 063:01,511[' ]| For various Ends neglects not to Engage; 063:01,512[' ]| The Wise and Rich for Purse and Counsell brought, 063:01,513[' ]| The Fools and Beggars for their Number sought: 063:01,514[' ]| Who yet not onely on the Town depends, 063:01,515[' ]| For Ev'n in Court the Faction had its Friends; 063:01,516[' ]| These thought the Places they possest too small, 063:01,517[' ]| And in their Hearts wisht Court and King to fall: 063:01,518[' ]| Whose Names the Muse disdaining holds i' th' Dark, 063:01,519[' ]| Thrust in the Villain Herd without a Mark; 063:01,520[' ]| With Parasites and Libell-spawning Imps, <520> 063:01,521[' ]| Intriguing Fopps, dull Jesters, and worse Pimps. 063:01,522[' ]| Disdain the Rascall Rabble to persue, 063:01,523[' ]| Their Sett Caballs are yet a viler Crew; 063:01,524[' ]| See where involv'd in Common Smoak they sit; 063:01,525[' ]| Some for our Mirth, some for our Satyr fit: 063:01,526[' ]| These Gloomy, Thoughtfull and on Mischief bent, 063:01,527[' ]| While those for mere good Fellowship frequent 063:01,528[' ]| Th' Appointed Clubb, can let Sedition pass, 063:01,529[' ]| Sense, Non-sence, any thing t' employ the Glass; 063:01,530[' ]| And who believe in their dull honest Hearts, <530> 063:01,531[' ]| The Rest talk Treason but to shew their Parts; 063:01,532[' ]| Who n'er had Wit or Will for Mischief yet, 063:01,533[' ]| But pleas'd to be reputed of a Set. 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,534[' ]| But in the Sacred Annals of our Plot, 063:01,535[' ]| Industrious AROD never be forgot: 063:01,536[' ]| The Labours of this Midnight-Magistrate, 063:01,537[' ]| May Vie with Corah's to preserve the State; 063:01,538[' ]| In search of Arms, He fail'd not to lay hold 063:01,539[' ]| On War's most powerfull dang'rous Weapon, GOLD. 063:01,540[' ]| And last, to take from Jebusites, all Odds, <540> 063:01,541[' ]| Their Altars pillag'd, stole their very Gods; 063:01,542[' ]| Oft wou'd He Cry, when Treasure He surpriz'd, 063:01,543[' ]| 'Tis Baalish Gold in David's Coyn Disguis'd: 063:01,544[' ]| Which to his House with richer Relicts came, 063:01,545[' ]| While Lumber Idols onely fed the Flame: 063:01,546[' ]| For our wise Rabble ne'er took pains t' enquire, 063:01,547[' ]| What 'twas he burnt, so 't made a rousing Fire: 063:01,548[' ]| With which our Elder was enricht no more 063:01,549[' ]| Than false Gehazi with the Syrian's Store; 063:01,550[' ]| So Poor, that when our Choosing-Tribes were met, <550> 063:01,551[' ]| Ev'n for his Stinking Votes He ran in Debt; 063:01,552[' ]| For Meat the Wicked, and as Authours think, 063:01,553[' ]| The Saints he Chous'd for His Electing Drink; 063:01,554[' ]| Thus, ev'ry Shift and subtle Method past, 063:01,555[' ]| And All to be no Zaken at the Last. 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,556[' ]| Now, rais'd on Tyre's sad Ruines, Pharaoh's Pride 063:01,557[' ]| Soar'd high, his Legions threatning far and wide; 063:01,558[' ]| As when a battring Storm ingendred high, 063:01,559[' ]| By Winds upheld, hangs hov'ring in the Skye, 063:01,560[' ]| Is gaz'd upon by ev'ry trembling Swain, <560> 063:01,561[' ]| This for his Vineyard fears, and that his Grain; 063:01,562[' ]| For blooming Plants, and Flow'rs new Opening, These 063:01,563[' ]| For Lambs ean'd lately, and far-lab'ring Bees; 063:01,564[' ]| To Guard his Stock each to the Gods does call, 063:01,565[' ]| Uncertain where the Fire-charg'd Clouds will Fall: 063:01,566[' ]| Ev'n so the doubtful Nations watch his Arms, 063:01,567[' ]| With Terrour each expecting his Alarms. 063:01,568[' ]| Where Judah, where was now, thy Lyons Roar? 063:01,569[' ]| Thou onely could'st the Captive Lands restore; 063:01,570[' ]| But Thou, with inbred Broils, and Faction prest, <570> 063:01,571[' ]| From Egypt needst a Guardian with the Rest. 063:01,572[' ]| Thy Prince from Sanhedrims no Trust allow'd, 063:01,573[' ]| Too much the Representers of the Crowd, 063:01,574[' ]| Who for their own Defence give no Supply, 063:01,575[' ]| But what the Crowns Prerogatives must buy: 063:01,576[' ]| As if their Monarch's Rights to violate, 063:01,577[' ]| More needfull were than to preserve the State! 063:01,578[' ]| From present Dangers they divert their Care, 063:01,579[' ]| And all their Fears are of the Royal Heir; 063:01,580[' ]| Whom now the reigning Malice of his Foes, <580> 063:01,581[' ]| Unjudg'd wou'd Sentence, and e'er Crown'd, Depose: 063:01,582[' ]| Religion their Pretence, but their Decree 063:01,583[' ]| To barr his Reign, whate'er his Faith shall be! 063:01,584[' ]| By Sanhedrims, and clam'rous Crowds, thus prest 063:01,585[' ]| What passions rent the Righteous David's Breast? 063:01,586[' ]| Who knows not how t' oppose, or to comply, 063:01,587[' ]| Unjust to Grant, and dangerous to Deny! 063:01,588[' ]| How near in this dark Juncture Israel's Fate, 063:01,589[' ]| Whose Peace one sole Expedient cou'd create, 063:01,590[' ]| Which yet th' extremest Virtue did require, <590> 063:01,591[' ]| Ev'n of that Prince whose Downfall they conspire! 063:01,592[' ]| His Absence David does with Tears advise, 063:01,593[' ]| T' appease their Rage, Undaunted he Complies; 063:01,594[' ]| Thus he who prodigal of Bloud, and Ease, 063:01,595[' ]| A Royal Life expos'd to Winds and Seas, 063:01,596[' ]| At once contending with the Waves and Fire, 063:01,597[' ]| And heading Danger in the Wars of Tyre, 063:01,598[' ]| Inglorious now forsakes his Native Sand, 063:01,599[' ]| And like an Exile quits the promis'd Land! 063:01,600[' ]| Our Monarch scarce from pressing Tears refrains, <600> 063:01,601[' ]| And painfully his Royal State maintains, 063:01,602[' ]| Who now embracing on th' extremest Shore 063:01,603[' ]| Almost Revokes what he Injoyn'd before: 063:01,604[' ]| Concludes at last more Trust to be allow'd, 063:01,605[' ]| To Storms and Seas, than to the raging Crowd! 063:01,606[' ]| Forbear, rash Muse, the parting Scene to draw, 063:01,607[' ]| With Silence charm'd as deep as theirs that saw! 063:01,608[' ]| Not onely our attending Nobles weep, 063:01,609[' ]| But hardy Saylers swell with Tears the Deep! 063:01,610[' ]| The Tyde restrain'd her Course, and more amaz'd, <610> 063:01,611[' ]| The Twyn-Stars on the Royal Brothers gaz'd: 063:01,612[' ]| While this sole Fear ~~ 063:01,613[' ]| Does Trouble to our suff'ring Heroe bring 063:01,614[' ]| Lest next the Popular Rage oppress the King! 063:01,615[' ]| Thus parting, each for th' others Danger griev'd, 063:01,616[' ]| The Shore the King, and Seas the Prince receiv'd. 063:01,617[' ]| Go injur'd Heroe while propitious Gales, 063:01,618[' ]| Soft as thy Consorts breath inspire thy Sails; 063:01,619[' ]| Well may she trsut her Beauties on a Flood, 063:01,620[' ]| Where thy Triumphant Fleets so oft have rode! <620> 063:01,621[' ]| Safe on thy Breast reclin'd her Rest be deep, 063:01,622[' ]| Rockt like a Nereid by the Waves asleep; 063:01,623[' ]| While happiest Dreams her Fancy entertain, 063:01,624[' ]| And to Elysian Fields convert the Main! 063:01,625[' ]| Go injur'd Heroe while the shores of Tyre, 063:01,626[' ]| At thy Approach so Silent shall admire, 063:01,627[' ]| Who on thy Thunder still their thoughts imploy, 063:01,628[' ]| And greet thy Landing with a trembling Joy. 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,629[' ]| On Heroes thus the Prophet's Fate is thrown, 063:01,630[' ]| Admir'd by ev'ry Nation but their Own; <630> 063:01,631[' ]| Yet while our factious Jews his Worth deny, 063:01,632[' ]| Their Aking Conscience gives their Tongue the Lye. 063:01,633[' ]| Ev'n in the worst of Men the noblest Parts 063:01,634[' ]| Confess him, and he Triumphs in their Hearts, 063:01,635[' ]| Whom to his King the best Respects commend 063:01,636[' ]| Of Subject, Souldier, Kinsman, Prince and Friend; 063:01,637[' ]| All Sacred Names of most divine Esteem, 063:01,638[' ]| And to Perfection all sustain'd by Him, 063:01,639[' ]| Wise, Just and Constant, Courtly without Art, 063:01,640[' ]| Swift to discern and to reward Desert; <640> 063:01,641[' ]| No Hour of His in fruitless Ease destroy'd, 063:01,642[' ]| But on the noblest Subjects still employ'd: 063:01,643[' ]| Whose steddy Soul ne'er learnt to Separate 063:01,644[' ]| Between his Monarch's Int'rest and the State, 063:01,645[' ]| But heaps those Blessings on the Royal Head, 063:01,646[' ]| Which He well knows must be on Subjects shed. 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,647[' ]| On what Pretence cou'd then the Vulgar Rage 063:01,648[' ]| Against his Worth, and native Rights engage? 063:01,649[' ]| Religious Fears their Arguments are made, 063:01,650[' ]| Religious Fears his Sacred Rights invade! <650> 063:01,651[' ]| Of future Superstition They complain, 063:01,652[' ]| And Jebusitick Worship in His Reign; 063:01,653[' ]| With such Alarms his Foes the Crowd deceive, 063:01,654[' ]| With Dangers fright, which not Themselves believe. 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,655[' ]| Since nothing can our Sacred Rights remove, 063:01,656[' ]| Whate'er the Faith of the Successour prove: 063:01,657[' ]| Our Jews their Ark shall undisturb'd retain, 063:01,658[' ]| At least while their Religion is their Gain, 063:01,659[' ]| Who know by old Experience Baal's Commands 063:01,660[' ]| Not onely claim'd their Conscience, but their Lands; <660> 063:01,661[' ]| They grutch God's Tythes, how therefore shall they yield 063:01,662[' ]| An Idol full possession of the Field? 063:01,663[' ]| Grant such a Prince enthron'd, we must confess 063:01,664[' ]| The People's Suff'rings than that Monarch's less, 063:01,665[' ]| Who must to hard Conditions still be bound, 063:01,666[' ]| And for his Quiet with the Crowd compound; 063:01,667[' ]| Or shou'd his Thoughts to Tyranny incline, 063:01,668[' ]| Where are the means to compass the design? 063:01,669[' ]| Our Crowns Revenues are too short a Store, 063:01,670[' ]| And Jealous Sanedrims wou'd give no more! <670> 063:01,671[' ]| As vain our Fears of Egypt's potent Aid, 063:01,672[' ]| Not so has Pharaoh learnt Ambition's Trade, 063:01,673[' ]| Nor ever with such Measures can comply, 063:01,674[' ]| As Shock the common Rules of Policy; 063:01,675[' ]| None dread like Him the Growth of Israel's King, 063:01,676[' ]| And He alone sufficient Aids can bring; 063:01,677[' ]| Who knows that Prince to Egypt can give Law, 063:01,678[' ]| That on our Stubborn Tribes his Yoak cou'd draw, 063:01,679[' ]| At such profound Expence He has not stood, 063:01,680[' ]| Nor dy'd for this his Hands so deep in Blood; <680> 063:01,681[' ]| Wou'd nere through Wrong and Right his Progress take, 063:01,682[' ]| Grudge his own Rest, and keep the World awake, 063:01,683[' ]| To fix a Lawless Prince on Judah's Throne, 063:01,684[' ]| First to Invade our Rights, and then his Own; 063:01,685[' ]| His dear-gaind Conquests cheaply to despoil, 063:01,686[' ]| And Reap the Harvest of his Crimes and Toil. 063:01,687[' ]| We grant his Wealth Vast as our Ocean's Sand, 063:01,688[' ]| And Curse its Fatal Influence on our Land, 063:01,689[' ]| Which our Brib'd Jews so num'rously partake, 063:01,690[' ]| That ev'n an Host his Pensioners wou'd make; <690> 063:01,691[' ]| From these Deceivers our Divisions spring, 063:01,692[' ]| Our Weakness, and the Growth of Egypt's King; 063:01,693[' ]| These with pretended Friendship to the State, 063:01,694[' ]| Our Crowd's Suspition of their Prince Create, 063:01,695[' ]| Both pleas'd and frightend with the specious Cry, 063:01,696[' ]| To Guard their Sacred Rights and Property; 063:01,697[' ]| To Ruin, thus, the Chosen Flock are Sold, 063:01,698[' ]| While Wolves are tane for Guardians of the Fold; 063:01,699[' ]| Seduc'd by these, we groundlesly complain, 063:01,700[' ]| And loath the Manna of a gentle Reign: <700> 063:01,701[' ]| Thus our Fore-fathers crooked Paths are trod, 063:01,702[' ]| We trust our Prince, no more then They their God. 063:01,703[' ]| But all in vain our Reasoning Prophets Preach, 063:01,704[' ]| To those whom sad Experience ne're cou'd Teach, 063:01,705[' ]| Who can commence new Broils in Bleeding Scars, 063:01,706[' ]| And fresh Remembrance of Intestine Wars; 063:01,707[' ]| When the same Houshold Mortal Foes did yeild, 063:01,708[' ]| And Brothers stain'd with Brothers Blood the Feild; 063:01,709[' ]| When Sons Curst Steel the Fathers Gore did Stain, 063:01,710[' ]| And Mothers Mourn'd for Sons by Fathers Slain! <710> 063:01,711[' ]| When thick, as Egypt's Locusts on the Sand, 063:01,712[' ]| Our Tribes lay Slaughter'd through the promis'd Land, 063:01,713[' ]| Whose few Survivers with worse Fate remain, 063:01,714[' ]| To drag the Bondage of a Tyrants Reign: 063:01,715[' ]| Which Scene of Woes, unknowing We renew, 063:01,716[' ]| And madly, ev'n those Ills we Fear, persue; 063:01,717[' ]| While Pharaoh laughs at our Domestick Broils, 063:01,718[' ]| And safely crowds his Tents with Nations Spoils. 063:01,719[' ]| Yet our fierce Sanhedrim in restless Rage, 063:01,720[' ]| Against our absent Heroe still engage, <720> 063:01,721[' ]| And chiefly urge, (such did their frenzy prove,) 063:01,722[' ]| The only Suit their Prince forbids to move, 063:01,723[' ]| Which till obtain'd, they cease Affairs of State, 063:01,724[' ]| And real Dangers wave, for groundless Hate. 063:01,725[' ]| Long David's Patience waits Relief to bring, 063:01,726[' ]| With all th' Indulgence of a lawful King, 063:01,727[' ]| Expecting till the troubled Waves wou'd cease, 063:01,728[' ]| But found the raging Billows still increase. 063:01,729[' ]| The Crowd, whose Insolence Forbearance swells, 063:01,730[' ]| While he forgives too far, almost Rebels. <730> 063:01,731[' ]| At last his deep Resentments silence broke, 063:01,732[' ]| Th' Imperial Pallace shook, while thus He spoke, 063:01,733[' ]| Then Justice wake, and Rigour take her time, 063:01,734[' ]| For Lo! our Mercy is become our Crime. 063:01,735[' ]| While haulting Punishment her stroke delays, 063:01,736[' ]| Our Sov'reign Right, Heav'ns Sacred Trust, decays; 063:01,737[' ]| For whose support ev'n Subjects Interest calls, 063:01,738[' ]| Wo! to that Kingdom where the Monarch falls. 063:01,739[' ]| That Prince who yields the least of Regal Sway, 063:01,740[' ]| So far his Peoples Freedom does Betray. <740> 063:01,741[' ]| Right lives by Law, and Law subsists by Pow'r: 063:01,742[' ]| Disarm the Shepherd, Wolves the Flock devour. 063:01,743[' ]| Hard Lot of Empire o're a stubborn Race, 063:01,744[' ]| Which Heav'n it Self in vain has try'd with Grace! 063:01,745[' ]| When will our Reasons long-charm'd Eyes unclose, 063:01,746[' ]| And Israel judge between her Friends and Foes? 063:01,747[' ]| When shall we see expir'd Deceivers Sway, 063:01,748[' ]| And credit what our God and Monarchs say? 063:01,749[' ]| Dissembled Patriots brib'd with Egypts Gold, 063:01,750[' ]| Ev'n Sanedrims in blind Obedience hold; <750> 063:01,751[' ]| Those Patriots Falshood in their Actions see, 063:01,752[' ]| And judge by the pernicious Fruit the Tree; 063:01,753[' ]| If ought for which so loudly they declaim 063:01,754[' ]| Religion, Laws, and Freedom were their Aim; 063:01,755[' ]| Our Senates in due Methods they had led, 063:01,756[' ]| T' avoid those Mischeifs which they seem'd to dread; 063:01,757[' ]| But first er'e yet they propt the sinking State, 063:01,758[' ]| T' impeach and charge, as urg'd by private Hate; 063:01,759[' ]| Proves that they ne're beleiv'd the Fears they prest, 063:01,760[' ]| But Barb'rously destroy'd the Nations Rest! <760> 063:01,761[' ]| O! Whither will ungovern'd Senates drive, 063:01,762[' ]| And to what Bounds licentious Votes arrive? 063:01,763[' ]| When their Injustice We are prest to share, 063:01,764[' ]| The Monarch urg'd t' exclude the lawful Heir; 063:01,765[' ]| Are Princes thus distinguish'd from the Crowd, 063:01,766[' ]| And this the Priviledge of Royal Blood? 063:01,767[' ]| But grant we shou'd Confirm the Wrongs they press, 063:01,768[' ]| His Sufferings yet were, than the Peoples, less; 063:01,769[' ]| Condemn'd for Life the Murdring Sword to weild, 063:01,770[' ]| And on their Heirs entail a Bloody Feild: <770> 063:01,771[' ]| Thus madly their own Freedom they betray, 063:01,772[' ]| And for th' Oppression which they fear, make way; 063:01,773[' ]| Succession fixt by Heav'n the Kingdoms Bar, 063:01,774[' ]| Which once dissolv'd, admits the Flood of War; 063:01,775[' ]| Wast, Rapine, Spoil, without th' Assault begin, 063:01,776[' ]| And our mad Tribes Supplant the Fence within. 063:01,777[' ]| Since then our Good they will not understand, 063:01,778[' ]| 'Tis time to take the Monarchs Pow'r in hand; 063:01,779[' ]| Authority, and Force to joyn with Skill, 063:01,780[' ]| And save the Lunaticks against their Will. <780> 063:01,781[' ]| The same rough Means that swage the Crowd, appease 063:01,782[' ]| Our Senates raging with the Crowds Disease. 063:01,783[' ]| Henceforth unbiass'd Measures let 'em draw 063:01,784[' ]| From no false Gloss, but Genuine Text of Law; 063:01,785[' ]| Nor urge those Crimes upon Religions score 063:01,786[' ]| Themselves so much in Jebusites Abhor. 063:01,787[' ]| Whom Laws convict (and only they) shall Bleed, 063:01,788[' ]| Nor Pharisees by Pharisees be Freed. 063:01,789[' ]| Impartial Justice from our Throne shall Shou'r, 063:01,790[' ]| All shall have right, and We our Sov'reign Pow'r. <790> 063:01,791[' ]| He said, th' Attendants heard with awful Joy, 063:01,792[' ]| And glad Presages their fixt Thoughts employ; 063:01,793[' ]| From Hebron now the suffering Heir Return'd, 063:01,794[' ]| A Realm that long with Civil Discord Mournd; 063:01,795[' ]| Till his Approach, like some Arriving God, 063:01,796[' ]| Compos'd, and heal'd the place of his Aboad; 063:01,797[' ]| The Deluge checkt that to Judea spread, 063:01,798[' ]| And stopt Sedition at the Fountain's Head. 063:01,799[' ]| Thus in forgiving David's Paths he drives, 063:01,800[' ]| And chas'd from Israel, Israels Peace contrives. <800> 063:01,801[' ]| The Feild confest his Pow'r in Arms before, 063:01,802[' ]| And Seas proclaim'd his Tryumphs to the Shore; 063:01,803[' ]| As nobly has his Sway in Hebron shown, 063:01,804[' ]| How fit t' Inherit Godlike Davids Throne! 063:01,805[' ]| Through Sion's Streets his glad Arrivals spread, 063:01,806[' ]| And Conscious Faction shrinks her snaky head; 063:01,807[' ]| His Train their Sufferings think o'repaid, to see 063:01,808[' ]| The Crowds Applause with Vertue once agree. 063:01,809[' ]| Success charms All, but Zeal for Worth distrest 063:01,810[' ]| A Virtue proper to the Brave and Best; <810> 063:01,811[' ]| 'Mongst whom was Jothran, Jothran always bent 063:01,812[' ]| To serve the Crown and Loyal by Descent, 063:01,813[' ]| Whose Constancy so Firm, and Conduct Just, 063:01,814[' ]| Deserv'd at once Two Royal Masters Trust; 063:01,815[' ]| Who Tyre's proud Arms had Manfully withstood 063:01,816[' ]| On Seas, and gather'd Lawrels from the Flood; 063:01,817[' ]| Of Learning, yet no Portion was deny'd, 063:01,818[' ]| Friend to the Muses, and the Muses Pride. 063:01,819[' ]| Nor can Benaiah's Worth forgotten lie, 063:01,820[' ]| Of steddy Soul when Publick Storms were high; <820> 063:01,821[' ]| Whose Conduct, while the Moor fierce Onsets made, 063:01,822[' ]| Secur'd at once our Honour & our Trade. 063:01,823[' ]| Such were the Chiefs, who most his Suff'rings mourn'd, 063:01,824[' ]| And viewd with silent Joy the Prince return'd; 063:01,825[' ]| While those that sought his Absence to Betray, 063:01,826[' ]| Press first their Nauseous False Respects to pay; 063:01,827[' ]| Him still th' officious Hypocrites Molest, 063:01,828[' ]| And with malicious Duty break his Rest. 063:01,829[' ]| While real Transports thus his Friends Employ, 063:01,830[' ]| And Foes are Loud in their dissembled Joy, <830> 063:01,831[' ]| His Tryumphs so resounded far and near, 063:01,832[' ]| Mist not his Young Ambitious Rival's Ear; 063:01,833[' ]| And as when joyful Hunters clam'rous Train, 063:01,834[' ]| Some Slumbring Lion Wakes in Moab's Plain, 063:01,835[' ]| Who oft had forc'd the bold Assailants Yeild, 063:01,836[' ]| And scatter'd his Persuers through the Feild, 063:01,837[' ]| Disdaining, furls his Main, and tears the Ground, 063:01,838[' ]| His Eyes enflaming all the Desart Round, 063:01,839[' ]| With Roar of Seas directs his Chasers Way, 063:01,840[' ]| Provokes from far, and dares them to the Fray; <840> 063:01,841[' ]| Such Rage storm'd now in Absalom's fierce Breast, 063:01,842[' ]| Such Indignation his fir'd Eyes Confest; 063:01,843[' ]| Where now was the Instructer of his Pride? 063:01,844[' ]| Slept the Old Pilot in so rough a Tide? 063:01,845[' ]| Whose Wiles had from the happy Shore betray'd, 063:01,846[' ]| And thus on Shelves the cred'lous Youth convey'd; 063:01,847[' ]| In deep revolving Thoughts He weighs his State, 063:01,848[' ]| Secure of Craft, nor doubts to baffle Fate, 063:01,849[' ]| At least, if his storm'd Bark must go adrift, 063:01,850[' ]| To baulk his Charge, and for himself to shift, <850> 063:01,851[' ]| In which his dextrous Wit had oft been shown, 063:01,852[' ]| And in the wreck of Kingdoms sav'd his own; 063:01,853[' ]| But now with more then Common Danger prest, 063:01,854[' ]| Of various Resolutions stands possest, 063:01,855[' ]| Perceives the Crowds unstable Zeal decay, 063:01,856[' ]| Least their Recanting Chief the Cause betray, 063:01,857[' ]| Who on a Father's Grace his Hopes may ground, 063:01,858[' ]| And for his Pardon with their Heads compound. 063:01,859[' ]| Him therefore, e're his Fortune slip her Time, 063:01,860[' ]| The Statesman Plots t' engage in some bold Crime <860> 063:01,861[' ]| Past Pardon, whether to Attempt his Bed, 063:01,862[' ]| Or Threat with open Arms the Royal Head, 063:01,863[' ]| Or other daring Method, and Unjust, 063:01,864[' ]| That may confirm him in the Peoples Trust: 063:01,865[' ]| But failing thus t' ensnare him, nor secure 063:01,866[' ]| How long his foil'd Ambition may endure, 063:01,867[' ]| Plots next to lay him by, as past his Date, 063:01,868[' ]| And try some new Pretenders luckier Fate; 063:01,869[' ]| Whose Hopes with equal Toil he wou'd persue, 063:01,870[' ]| Nor cares what Claimer's Crownd, except the True. <870> 063:01,871[' ]| Wake Absalom, approaching Ruin shun, 063:01,872[' ]| And see, O see, for whom thou art Undone! 063:01,873[' ]| How are thy Honours and thy Fame betray'd, 063:01,874[' ]| The Property of desp'rate Villains made! 063:01,875[' ]| Lost Pow'r and Conscious Fears their Crimes Create, 063:01,876[' ]| And Guilt in them was little less than Fate; 063:01,877[' ]| But why shou'dst Thou, from ev'ry Grievance free, 063:01,878[' ]| Forsake thy Vineyards for their Stormy Sea? 063:01,879[' ]| For Thee did Canaan's Milk and Honey flow, 063:01,880[' ]| Love drest thy Bow'rs, & Lawrels sought thy Brow, <880> 063:01,881[' ]| Preferment, Wealth and Pow'r thy Vassals were, 063:01,882[' ]| And of a Monarch all things but the Care. 063:01,883[' ]| Oh shou'd our Crimes, again, that Curse draw down, 063:01,884[' ]| And Rebel-Arms once more attempt the Crown, 063:01,885[' ]| Sure Ruin waits unhappy Absalon, 063:01,886[' ]| Alike by Conquest or Defeat undone; 063:01,887[' ]| Who cou'd relentless see such Youth and Charms, 063:01,888[' ]| Expire with wretched Fate in Impious Armes? 063:01,889[' ]| A Prince so form'd with Earth's, & Heav'ns Applause, 063:01,890[' ]| To Tryumph ore Crown'd Heads in David's Cause: <890> 063:01,891[' ]| Or grant him Victor, still his Hopes must fail, 063:01,892[' ]| Who, Conquering, wou'd not for himself prevail; 063:01,893[' ]| The Faction whom He trusts for future Sway, 063:01,894[' ]| Him and the Publique wou'd alike Betray; 063:01,895[' ]| Amongst themselves divide the Captive State, 063:01,896[' ]| And found their Hydra-Empire in his Fate! 063:01,897[' ]| Thus having beat the Clouds with painful Flight, 063:01,898[' ]| The pitty'd Youth, with Scepters in his Sight; 063:01,899[' ]| (So have their Cruel Politicks Decreed,) 063:01,900[' ]| Must by that Crew that made him Guilty, Bleed! <900> 063:01,901[' ]| For cou'd their Pride brook any Prince's Sway, 063:01,902[' ]| Whom but mild David wou'd they choose t' Obey? 063:01,903[' ]| Who once at such a gentle Reign Repine, 063:01,904[' ]| The Fall of Monarchy it self Design; 063:01,905[' ]| From Hate to That their Reformations spring, 063:01,906[' ]| And David not their Grievance, but the King. 063:01,907[' ]| Seiz'd now with pannick Fear the Faction lies, 063:01,908[' ]| Least this clear Truth strike Absaloms charm'd Eyes, 063:01,909[' ]| Least he percieve, from long Enchantment free, 063:01,910[' ]| What all, beside the flatter'd Youth, must see. <910> 063:01,911[' ]| But whate're doubts his troubled Bosome swell, 063:01,912[' ]| Fair Carriage still became Achitophel: 063:01,913[' ]| Who now an envious Festival enstalls, 063:01,914[' ]| And to survey their Strength the Faction calls, 063:01,915[' ]| Which Fraud, Religious Worship too must Guild; 063:01,916[' ]| But oh how weakly does Sedition Build! 063:01,917[' ]| For Lo! the Royal Mandate Issues forth, 063:01,918[' ]| Dashing at once their Treason, Zeal, and Mirth! 063:01,919[' ]| So have I seen disastrous Chance Invade, 063:01,920[' ]| Where careful Emmits had their Forrage laid, <920> 063:01,921[' ]| Whether fierce Vulcan's Rage, the Furzy Plain 063:01,922[' ]| Had seiz'd, Engendred by some careless Swain; 063:01,923[' ]| Or swelling Neptune lawless Inroads made, 063:01,924[' ]| And to their Cell of Store his Flood convey'd; 063:01,925[' ]| The Common-Wealth broke up distracted go, 063:01,926[' ]| And in wild Hast their loaded Mates o'rethrow: 063:01,927[' ]| Ev'n so our scatter'd Guests confus'dly meet, 063:01,928[' ]| With Boil'd, Bak'd, Roast, all Justling in the Street; 063:01,929[' ]| Dejected all, and rufully dismai'd, 063:01,930[' ]| For Sheckle without Treat, or Treason paid. <930> 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,931[' ]| Seditions dark Eclipse now fainter shows, 063:01,932[' ]| More bright each Hour the Royal Plannet grows, 063:01,933[' ]| Of Force the Clouds of Envy to disperse, 063:01,934[' ]| In kind Conjunction of Assisting Stars. 063:01,935[' ]| Here lab'ring Muse those Glorious Chiefs relate, 063:01,936[' ]| That turn'd the doubtful Scale of David's Fate; 063:01,937[' ]| The rest of that Illustrious Band rehearse, 063:01,938[' ]| Immortalliz'd in Lawrell'd Asaph's Verse: 063:01,939[' ]| Hard Task! yet will not I thy Flight recall, 063:01,940[' ]| View Heav'n and then enjoy thy glorious Fall. <940> 063:01,941[' ]| First Write Bezaliel, whose Illustrious Name 063:01,942[' ]| Forestals our Praise, and gives his Poet Fame. 063:01,943[' ]| The Kenites Rocky Province his Command, 063:01,944[' ]| A barren Limb of Fertile Canaans Land; 063:01,945[' ]| Which for its gen'rous Natives yet cou'd be 063:01,946[' ]| Held Worthy such a President as He! 063:01,947[' ]| Bezaliel with each Grace and Virtue Fraught, 063:01,948[' ]| Serene his Looks, Serene his Life and Thought, 063:01,949[' ]| On whom so largely Nature heapt her Store, 063:01,950[' ]| There scarce remain'd for Arts to give him more! <950> 063:01,951[' ]| To Aid the Crown and State his greatest Zeal, 063:01,952[' ]| His Second Care that Service to Conceal; 063:01,953[' ]| Of Dues Observant, Firm in ev'ry Trust, 063:01,954[' ]| And to the Needy always more than Just: 063:01,955[' ]| Who Truth from specious falshood can divide, 063:01,956[' ]| Has all the Gown-mens Skill without their Pride; 063:01,957[' ]| Thus crown'd with worth from heights of honour won, 063:01,958[' ]| Sees all his Glories copyed in his Son, 063:01,959[' ]| Whose forward Fame should every Muse engage: 063:01,960[' ]| Whose Youth boasts skill deny'd to others Age. <960> 063:01,961[' ]| Men, Manners, Language, Books of noblest kind 063:01,962[' ]| Already are the Conquest of his Mind. 063:01,963[' ]| Whose Loyalty before its Date was prime; 063:01,964[' ]| Nor waited the dull course of rowling Time: 063:01,965[' ]| The Monster Faction early he dismaid, 063:01,966[' ]| And David's Cause long since confest his Aid. 063:01,967[' ]| Brave Abdael o'er the Prophet's School was plac'd; 063:01,968[' ]| Abdael with all his Father's Virtue grac'd; 063:01,969[' ]| A Heroe, who, while Stars look'd wondring down, 063:01,970[' ]| Without one Hebrew's Bloud restor'd the Crown. <970> 063:01,971[' ]| That Praise was His; what therefore did remain 063:01,972[' ]| For following Chiefs, but boldly to maintain 063:01,973[' ]| That Crown restor'd; and in this Rank of Fame, 063:01,974[' ]| Brave Abdael with the First a place must claim. 063:01,975[' ]| Proceed illustrious, happy Chief, proceed, 063:01,976[' ]| Foreseize the Garlands for thy Brow decreed, 063:01,977[' ]| Which th' inspir'd Tribe attend with noblest strain 063:01,978[' ]| To Register the Glories thou shalt gain: 063:01,979[' ]| For sure, the Dew shall Gilboah's Hills forsake, 063:01,980[' ]| And Jordan mix his Stream with Sodom's Lake; <980> 063:01,981[' ]| Or Seas retir'd their secret Stores disclose, 063:01,982[' ]| And to the Sun their scaly Brood expose, 063:01,983[' ]| Or swell'd above the Clifts, their Billows raise, 063:01,984[' ]| Before the Muses leave their Patron's Praise. 063:01,985[' ]| Eliab our next Labour does invite, 063:01,986[' ]| And hard the Task to doe Eliab right: 063:01,987[' ]| Long with the royal Wanderer he rov'd, 063:01,988[' ]| And firm in all the turns of Fortune prov'd! 063:01,989[' ]| Such ancient Service and Desert so large, 063:01,990[' ]| Well claim'd the Royal Houshold for his Charge, <990> 063:01,991[' ]| His Age with onely one mild Heiress blest, 063:01,992[' ]| In all the Bloom of smiling Nature drest, 063:01,993[' ]| And blest again to see his Flow'r ally'd 063:01,994[' ]| To David's Stock, and made young Othniel's Bride! 063:01,995[' ]| The bright Restorer of his Father's Youth, 063:01,996[' ]| Devoted to a Son's and Subject's Truth: 063:01,997[' ]| Resolv'd to bear that prize of Duty home, 063:01,998[' ]| So bravely sought (while sought) by Absalom. 063:01,999[' ]| Ah Prince! th' illustrious Planet of thy Birth, 063:01,000[' ]| And thy more powerfull Virtue guard thy worth; <1000> 063:01,001[' ]| That no Achitophel thy Ruine boast; 063:01,002[' ]| Israel too much in one such Wreck has lost. 063:01,003[' ]| Ev'n Envy must consent to Helon's Worth; 063:01,004[' ]| Whose Soul (though Egypt glories in his Birth) 063:01,005[' ]| Cou'd for our Captive-Ark its Zeal retain, 063:01,006[' ]| And Pharaoh's Altars in their Pomp disdain: 063:01,007[' ]| To slight his Gods was small; with nobler pride, 063:01,008[' ]| He all th' Allurements of his Court defi'd: 063:01,009[' ]| Whom Profit nor Example cou'd betray, 063:01,010[' ]| But Israel's Friend and true to David's Sway. <1010> 063:01,011[' ]| What acts of favour in his Province fall; 063:01,012[' ]| On Merit he confers, and Freely all. 063:01,013[' ]| Our List of Nobles next let Amri grace, 063:01,014[' ]| Whose Merits claim'd the Abethdins high place; 063:01,015[' ]| Who, with a Loyalty that did excell, 063:01,016[' ]| Brought all th' Endowments of Achitophel. 063:01,017[' ]| Sincere was Amri, and not onely knew, 063:01,018[' ]| But Israel's Sanctions into practice drew; 063:01,019[' ]| Our Laws, that did a boundless Ocean seem, 063:01,020[' ]| Were coasted all, and fathom'd all by Him. <1020> 063:01,021[' ]| No Rabbin speaks like him their mystick Sense, 063:01,022[' ]| So just, and with such Charms of Eloquence: 063:01,023[' ]| To whom the double Blessing does belong, 063:01,024[' ]| With Moses Inspiration, Aaron's Tongue. 063:01,025[' ]| Than Sheva, none more loyal Zeal have shown, 063:01,026[' ]| Wakefull, as Judah's Lion for the Crown. 063:01,027[' ]| Who for that Cause still combats in his Age, 063:01,028[' ]| For which his Youth with danger did engage. 063:01,029[' ]| In vain our factious Priests the Cant revive, 063:01,030[' ]| In vain seditious Scribes with Libels strive <1030> 063:01,031[' ]| T' enflame the Crowd, while He with watchfull Eye 063:01,032[' ]| Observes, and shoots their Treasons as They fly. 063:01,033[' ]| Their weekly Frauds his keen Replies detect, 063:01,034[' ]| He undeceives more fast than they infect. 063:01,035[' ]| So Moses when the Pest on Legions prey'd, 063:01,036[' ]| Advanc'd his Signal and the Plague was stay'd. 063:01,037[' ]| Once more, my fainting Muse, thy Pinnions try, 063:01,038[' ]| And Strengths exhausted store let Love supply. 063:01,039[' ]| What Tribute, Asaph, shall we render Thee? 063:01,040[' ]| We'll crown thee with a Wreath from thy own Tree! <1040> 063:01,041[' ]| Thy Lawrel Grove no Envye's flash can blast; 063:01,042[' ]| The Song of Asaph shall for ever last! 063:01,043[' ]| With wonder late Posterity shall dwell 063:01,044[' ]| On Absalom, and false Achitophel: 063:01,045[' ]| Thy strains shall be our slumbring Prophets dream, 063:01,046[' ]| And when our Sion-Virgins sing, their Theam. 063:01,047[' ]| Our Jubilees shall with thy Verse be grac't, 063:01,048[' ]| The Song of Asaph shall for ever last! 063:01,049[' ]| How fierce his Satyr loos'd, restrain'd how tame, 063:01,050[' ]| How tender of th' offending Young man's Fame! <1050> 063:01,051[' ]| How well his worth, and brave Adventures styl'd, 063:01,052[' ]| Just to his Vertues, to his Errour mild. 063:01,053[' ]| No Page of thine that fears the strictest view, 063:01,054[' ]| But teems with just Reproof, or Praise, as due; 063:01,055[' ]| Not Eden cou'd a fairer Prospect yield, 063:01,056[' ]| All Paradise without one barren Field: 063:01,057[' ]| Whose Wit the Censure of his Foes has past, 063:01,058[' ]| The Song of Asaph shall for ever last! 063:01,059[' ]| What Praise for such rich Strains shall we allow? 063:01,060[' ]| What just Rewards the gratefull Crown bestow? <1060> 063:01,061[' ]| While Bees in Flow'rs rejoyce, and Flow'rs in Dew, 063:01,062[' ]| While Stars and Fountains to their Course are true; 063:01,063[' ]| While Judah's Throne, and Sion's Rock stand fast, 063:01,064[' ]| The Song of Asaph and the Fame shall last. 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,065[' ]| Still Hebrons honour'd happy Soil Retains 063:01,066[' ]| Our Royal Heroes beauteous dear remains; 063:01,067[' ]| Who now sails off with Winds nor Wishes slack, 063:01,068[' ]| To bring his Suff'rings bright Companion back, 063:01,069[' ]| But e'er such Transport can our sense employ 063:01,070[' ]| A bitter grief must poyson half our Joy; <1070> 063:01,071[' ]| Nor can our Coasts restor'd those Blessings see 063:01,072[' ]| Without a Bribe to envious Destiny! 063:01,073[' ]| Curs'd Sodom's Doom for ever fix the Tyde, 063:01,074[' ]| Where by inglorious Chance the Valiant dy'd. 063:01,075[' ]| Give not insulting Askalon to know, 063:01,076[' ]| Nor let Gath's Daughters triumph in our Woe! 063:01,077[' ]| No Sailer with the News swell Egypt's pride, 063:01,078[' ]| By what inglorious Fate our Valiant dy'd! 063:01,079[' ]| Weep Arnon! Jordan weep thy Fountains dry, 063:01,080[' ]| While Sion's Rock dissolves for a Supply! <1080> 063:01,081[' ]| Calm were the Elements, Night's silence deep, 063:01,082[' ]| The Waves scarce murm'ring, and the Winds asleep; 063:01,083[' ]| Yet Fate for Ruine takes so still an hour, 063:01,084[' ]| And treacherous Sands the Princely Barque devour; 063:01,085[' ]| Then Death unworthy seiz'd a gen'rous Race, 063:01,086[' ]| To Virtues Scandal, and the Stars disgrace! 063:01,087[' ]| Oh! had th' Indulgent Pow'rs vouchsaf't to yield, 063:01,088[' ]| Instead of faithless Shelves, a listed Field; 063:01,089[' ]| A listed Field of Heav'ns and David's Foes, 063:01,090[' ]| Fierce as the Troops that did his Youth oppose, <1090> 063:01,091[' ]| Each Life had on his slaughter'd heap retir'd, 063:01,092[' ]| Not Tamely, and Unconqu'ring thus expir'd: 063:01,093[' ]| But Destiny is now their onely Foe, 063:01,094[' ]| And dying, ev'n o'er that they triumph too; 063:01,095[' ]| With loud last Breaths their Master's Scape applaud, 063:01,096[' ]| Of whom kind Force cou'd scarce the Fates defraud; 063:01,097[' ]| Who for such Followers lost, O matchless Mind! 063:01,098[' ]| At his own Safety now almost repin'd! 063:01,099[' ]| Say Royal Sir, by all your Fame in Arms, 063:01,100[' ]| Your Praise in Peace, and by Urania's Charms; <1100> 063:01,101[' ]| If all your Suff'rings past so nearly prest, 063:01,102[' ]| Or pierct with half so painful Grief your Breast? 063:01,103[' ]| Thus some Diviner Muse her Heroe forms, 063:01,104[' ]| Not sooth'd with soft Delights, but tost in storms: 063:01,105[' ]| Not stretcht on Roses in the Myrtle Grove, 063:01,106[' ]| Nor Crowns his Days with Mirth, his Nights with Love 063:01,107[' ]| But far remov'd in Thundering Camps is found, 063:01,108[' ]| His Slumbers short, his Bed the herbless Ground: 063:01,109[' ]| In Tasks of Danger always seen the First, 063:01,110[' ]| Feeds from the Hedg, and slakes with Ice his Thirst. <1110> 063:01,111[' ]| Long must his Patience strive with Fortunes Rage, 063:01,112[' ]| And long opposing Gods themselves engage, 063:01,113[' ]| Must see his Country Flame, his Friends destroy'd, 063:01,114[' ]| Before the promis'd Empire be enjoy'd, 063:01,115[' ]| Such Toil of Fate must build a Man of Fame, 063:01,116[' ]| And such, to Israel's Crown, the God-like David came. 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,117[' ]| What suddain Beams dispel the Clouds so fast! 063:01,118[' ]| Whose drenching Rains laid all our Vineyards waste? 063:01,119[' ]| The Spring so far behind her Course delay'd, 063:01,120[' ]| On th' Instant is in all her Bloom array'd, <1120> 063:01,121[' ]| The Winds breath low, the Element serene; 063:01,122[' ]| Yet mark what Motion in the Waves is seen! 063:01,123[' ]| Thronging and busie as Hyblaean Swarms, 063:01,124[' ]| Or stragled Souldiers Summon'd to their Arms. 063:01,125[' ]| See where the Princely Barque in loosest Pride, 063:01,126[' ]| With all her Guardian Fleet, Adorns the Tide! 063:01,127[' ]| High on her Deck the Royal Lovers stand, 063:01,128[' ]| Our Crimes to pardon e're they toucht our Land. 063:01,129[' ]| Welcome to Israel and to David's Breast! 063:01,130[' ]| Here all your Toils, here all your Suff'rings Rest. <1130> 063:01,000[' ]| 063:01,131[' ]| This year did Ziloah Rule Jerusalem, 063:01,132[' ]| And boldly all Sedition's Syrges stem, 063:01,133[' ]| How e're incumbred with a viler Pair 063:01,134[' ]| Than Ziph or Shimei to assist the Chair; 063:01,135[' ]| Yet Ziloah's loyal Labours so prevail'd 063:01,136[' ]| That Faction at the next Election fail'd, 063:01,137[' ]| When ev'n the common Cry did Justice Sound, 063:01,138[' ]| And Merrit by the Multitude was Crown'd: 063:01,139[' ]| With David then was Israel's Peace restor'd, 063:01,140[' ]| Crowds Mournd their Errour and Obey'd their Lord.