241:00,000@@@@@| 241:00,000[' ]| 241:01,000[' ]| 241:01,001[A ]| While with a strong and yet a gentle hand 241:01,002[A ]| You bridle faction and our hearts command; 241:01,003[A ]| Protect us from ourselves and from our foe, 241:01,004[A ]| Make us unite and make us conquer too. 241:01,005[A ]| Let partial spirits still aloud complain, 241:01,006[A ]| Think themselves injured that$3$ they can not reign, 241:01,007[A ]| And own no$2$ liberty, but what they may 241:01,008[A ]| Without control upon$4$ their fellows prey. 241:01,009[A ]| Above the waves as Neptune showed his face 241:01,010[A ]| To$9$ chide the winds and save the Trojan race, 241:01,011[A ]| So$3$ has your highness raised above the rest 241:01,012[A ]| Storms of ambition tossing us repressed. 241:01,013[A ]| Your drooping country torn with civil hate 241:01,014[A ]| Restored by$4$ you is made a glorious state. 241:01,015[A ]| The seat of empire, where the Irish come 241:01,016[A ]| And the unwilling Scot to$9$ fetch their doom. 241:01,017[A ]| The sea is our own and now all nations greet 241:01,018[A ]| With bending sails each vessel of our fleet: 241:01,019[A ]| Your power extends as far as winds can blow 241:01,020[A ]| Or swelling sails upon$4$ the globe may go. 241:01,021[A ]| Heaven that$6#1$ has placed this island to$9$ give law, 241:01,022[A ]| To$9$ balance Europe and her states to$9$ awe 241:01,023[A ]| In$4$ this conjunction does on$4$ Britain smile, 241:01,024[A ]| The greatest leader and the greatest isle. 241:01,025[A ]| Whether this portion of the world were rent 241:01,026[A ]| By$4$ the rude ocean from the continent 241:01,027[A ]| Or thus created, sure it was designed 241:01,028[A ]| To$9$ be the sacred refuge of mankind. 241:01,029[A ]| Hither the oppressed shall henceforth resort 241:01,030[A ]| Justice to$9$ crave and succour at your court: 241:01,031[A ]| And then your highness, not for$4$ ours alone 241:01,032[A ]| But for$4$ the world's protector shall be known. 241:01,033[A ]| Fame swifter than your winged navy flies 241:01,034[A ]| Through every land that$6#1$ near the ocean lies 241:01,035[A ]| Sounding your name and telling dreadful news 241:01,036[A ]| To$4$ all that$6#1$ piracy and rapine use. 241:01,037[A ]| With such a chief the meanest nation blessed 241:01,038[A ]| Might hope to$9$ raise her head above the rest: 241:01,039[A ]| What may be thought impossible to$9$ do 241:01,040[A ]| For$4$ us embraced by$4$ the sea and you? 241:01,041[A ]| Lords of the world's great waste, the ocean, we 241:01,042[A ]| Whole forests send to$9$ reign upon$4$ the sea 241:01,043[A ]| And every coast may trouble or relieve 241:01,044[A ]| But none can visit us without your leave. 241:01,045[A ]| Angels and we have this prerogative 241:01,046[A ]| That$3$ none can at our happy seat arrive, 241:01,047[A ]| While we descend at pleasure to$9$ invade 241:01,048[A ]| The bad with vengeance and the good to$9$ aid. 241:01,049[A ]| Our little world, the image of the great, 241:01,050[A ]| Like$4$ that$6#2$ amidst the ambient ocean set, 241:01,051[A ]| Of her own growth hath all that$6#1$ nature craves 241:01,052[A ]| And all that$6#1$ is rare, as tribute from the waves. 241:01,053[A ]| As Egypt does not on$4$ the clouds rely 241:01,054[A ]| But to$4$ her Nile owes more than to$4$ the sky 241:01,055[A ]| So$3$ whatsoever our earth and heaven denies 241:01,056[A ]| Our ever constant friend the sea supplies. 241:01,057[A ]| The taste of hot Arabia's spice we know, 241:01,058[A ]| Free from the scorching sun that$6#1$ makes it grow; 241:01,059[A ]| Without that$6#2$ heat in$4$ Persian silk we shine 241:01,060[A ]| And without planting drink of every vine. 241:01,061[A ]| To$9$ dig for$4$ wealth we weary not our limbs: 241:01,062[A ]| Gold, though the heaviest metal hither swims. 241:01,063[A ]| Ours is the harvest where the Indians mow: 241:01,064[A ]| We plough the deep and reap what others sow. 241:01,065[A ]| Things of the noblest kind our own soil breeds, 241:01,066[A ]| Stout are our men and warlike are our steeds. 241:01,067[A ]| Rome, though her eagle through the world had flown, 241:01,068[A ]| Could never make this island all her own. 241:01,069[A ]| Here the third Edward and the black prince too, 241:01,070[A ]| France conquering Henry, flourished, and now you, 241:01,071[A ]| For$4$ whom we stayed as did the Grecian state 241:01,072[A ]| Till Alexander came to$9$ urge their fate. 241:01,073[A ]| When for$4$ more worlds the Macedonian cried 241:01,074[A ]| He wist not Thetis in$4$ her lap did hide 241:01,075[A ]| Another yet, a world reserved for$4$ you 241:01,076[A ]| To$9$ make more great than that$6#2$ he did subdue. 241:01,077[A ]| He safely might old troops to$4$ battle lead 241:01,078[A ]| Against the unwarlike Persian and the Mede 241:01,079[A ]| Whose hasty flight did from a bloodless field 241:01,080[A ]| More spoil than honour to$4$ the victor yield. 241:01,081[A ]| A race unconquered by$4$ their clime made bold, 241:01,082[A ]| The Caledonians armed with want and cold, 241:01,083[A ]| Have by$4$ a fate indulgent to$4$ your fame 241:01,084[A ]| Been from all ages kept for$4$ you to$9$ tame. 241:01,085[A ]| Whom the old Roman wall so$5#1$ ill confined 241:01,086[A ]| With a new chain of garrisons you bind: 241:01,087[A ]| Here foreign gold no$2$ more shall make them come. 241:01,088[A ]| Our English iron holds them fast at home. 241:01,089[A ]| They that$6#1$ henceforth must be content to$9$ know 241:01,090[A ]| No$2$ warmer region than their hills of snow 241:01,091[A ]| May blame the sun but must extol your grace 241:01,092[A ]| Which$6#1$ in$4$ our senate hath allowed them place. 241:01,093[A ]| Preferred by$4$ conquest, happily overthrown, 241:01,094[A ]| Falling they rise to$9$ be with us made one. 241:01,095[A ]| So$3$ kind dictators made, when they came home 241:01,096[A ]| Their vanquished foes free citizens of Rome. 241:01,097[A ]| Like$2$ favour find the Irish with like$2$ fate, 241:01,098[A ]| Advanced to$9$ be a portion of your state, 241:01,099[A ]| Whilst by$4$ your valour and obliging mind 241:01,100[A ]| Nations divided by$4$ the sea are joined. 241:01,101[A ]| Holland to$9$ gain our friendship is content 241:01,102[A ]| To$9$ be our outguard on$4$ the continent: 241:01,103[A ]| She from her fellow provinces would go 241:01,104[A ]| Rather than hazard to$9$ have you her foe. 241:01,105[A ]| In$4$ our late fight,when cannons did diffuse 241:01,106[A ]| (Preventing posts) the terror and the news, 241:01,107[A ]| Our neighbours then did tremble at the roar 241:01,108[A ]| But our conjunction makes them tremble more. 241:01,109[A ]| Your never failing sword made war to$9$ cease 241:01,110[A ]| And now you heal us with the arts of peace, 241:01,111[A ]| Our minds with bounty and with awe engage, 241:01,112[A ]| Invite affection and restrain our rage. 241:01,113[A ]| Less pleasure take brave minds in$4$ battles won 241:01,114[A ]| Than in$4$ restoring such as are undone: 241:01,115[A ]| Tigers have courage and the rugged bear 241:01,116[A ]| But man alone can when he conquers spare. 241:01,117[A ]| To$9$ pardon willing and to$9$ punish loath 241:01,118[A ]| You strike with one hand but you heal with both: 241:01,119[A ]| Lifting up$5$ all that$6#1$ prostrate lie you grieve 241:01,120[A ]| You can not make the dead again to$9$ live. 241:01,121[A ]| When fate or error had our rage misled 241:01,122[A ]| And over these nations such confusion spread, 241:01,123[A ]| The only cure which$6#1$ could from heaven come down 241:01,124[A ]| Was so$5#1$ much power and clemency in$4$ one. 241:01,125[A ]| One whose extraction from a noble line 241:01,126[A ]| Gives hopes again that$6#1$ well born men may shine: 241:01,127[A ]| The meanest in$4$ your nature mild and good 241:01,128[A ]| The noblest rest secured in$4$ your blood. 241:01,129[A ]| Much have we wondered how you hid in$4$ peace 241:01,130[A ]| A mind proportioned to$4$ such things as these: 241:01,131[A ]| How such a ruling spirit you could restrain 241:01,132[A ]| And practice first over yourself to$9$ reign. 241:01,133[A ]| Your private life did a just pattern give 241:01,134[A ]| How fathers, husbands, pious men should live: 241:01,135[A ]| Born to$9$ command, your princely virtue slept 241:01,136[A ]| Like$4$ humble David whilst the flock he kept. 241:01,137[A ]| But when your troubled country called you forth 241:01,138[A ]| Your flaming courage and your matchless worth 241:01,139[A ]| Dazzling the eyes of all that$6#1$ did pretend 241:01,140[A ]| To$4$ fierce contention gave a prosperous end. 241:01,141[A ]| Still as you rise, the state exalted too 241:01,142[A ]| Finds no$2$ distemper while it is changed by$4$ you, 241:01,143[A ]| Changed like$4$ the world's great scene, when without noise 241:01,144[A ]| The rising sun night's vulgar lights destroys. 241:01,145[A ]| Had you some ages past this race of glory 241:01,146[A ]| Run, with amazement we should read the story; 241:01,147[A ]| But living virtue (all achievements past) 241:01,148[A ]| Meets envy still to$9$ grapple with the last. 241:01,149[A ]| This Caesar found and that$6#2$ ungrateful age 241:01,150[A ]| Which$6#1$ losing him fell back to$4$ blood and rage. 241:01,151[A ]| Mistaken Brutus thought to$9$ break the yoke 241:01,152[A ]| But cut the bond of union with that$6#2$ stroke. 241:01,153[A ]| That$6#2$ sun once set, a thousand meaner stars 241:01,154[A ]| Gave a dim light to$4$ violence and wars, 241:01,155[A ]| To$4$ such a tempest as now threatens all 241:01,156[A ]| Did not your mighty arm prevent the fall. 241:01,157[A ]| If Rome's great senate could not wield the sword, 241:01,158[A ]| Which$6#1$ of the conquered world had made them lord, 241:01,159[A ]| What hope had ours, while yet their power was new 241:01,160[A ]| To$9$ rule victorious armies but by$4$ you? 241:01,161[A ]| You that$6#1$ had taught them to$9$ subdue their foes 241:01,162[A ]| Could order teach and their high spirits compose, 241:01,163[A ]| To$4$ every duty could their minds engage, 241:01,164[A ]| Provoke their courage and command their rage. 241:01,165[A ]| So$3$ when a lion shakes his dreadful main 241:01,166[A ]| And angry grows, if he that$6#1$ first took pain 241:01,167[A ]| To$9$ tame his youth approach the haughty beast, 241:01,168[A ]| He bends to$4$ him but frights away the rest. 241:01,169[A ]| Then let the muses with such notes as these 241:01,170[A ]| Instruct us what belongs unto our peace: 241:01,171[A ]| Your battles they hereafter shall endite 241:01,172[A ]| And draw the image of our Mars in$4$ fight, 241:01,173[A ]| Tell of towns stormed of armies overrun 241:01,174[A ]| And mighty kingdoms by$4$ your conquest won, 241:01,175[A ]| How while you thundered clouds of dust did choke 241:01,176[A ]| Contending troops and seas lay hid in$4$ smoke. 241:01,177[A ]| Illustrious acts high raptures do infuse 241:01,178[A ]| And every conqueror creates a muse: 241:01,179[A ]| Here in$4$ low strains your milder deeds we sing 241:01,180[A ]| But then, my lord, we will$1$ bays and olive bring. 241:01,181[A ]| To$9$ crown your head while you in$4$ triumph ride 241:01,182[A ]| Over nations conquered and the sea beside, 241:01,183[A ]| While all the neighbour princes unto you 241:01,184[A ]| Like$4$ Joseph's sheaves pay reverence and bow. 241:02,000[' ]| 241:02,001[A ]| Now, for$4$ some ages, had the pride of Spain 241:02,002[A ]| Made the sun shine on$4$ half the world in$4$ vain; 241:02,003[A ]| While she bid war to$4$ all that$6#1$ durst supply 241:02,004[A ]| The place of those her cruelty made die. 241:02,005[A ]| Of nature's bounty men forebore to$9$ taste 241:02,006[A ]| And the best portion of the world lay waste. 241:02,007[A ]| From the new world her silver and her gold 241:02,008[A ]| Came, like$4$ a tempest, to$9$ confound the old; 241:02,009[A ]| Feeding with these the bribed electors' hopes, 241:02,010[A ]| Alone she gives us emperors and popes; 241:02,011[A ]| With these accomplishing her vast designs, 241:02,012[A ]| Europe was shaken with her Indian mines. 241:02,013[A ]| When Britain, looking with a just disdain 241:02,014[A ]| Upon$4$ this gilded majesty of Spain, 241:02,015[A ]| And knowing well that$6#2$ empire must decline, 241:02,016[A ]| Whose chief support and sinews are of coin, 241:02,017[A ]| Our nation's solid virtue did oppose 241:02,018[A ]| To$4$ the rich troublers of the world's repose. 241:02,019[A ]| And now some months, encamping on$4$ the main, 241:02,020[A ]| Our naval army had besieged Spain, 241:02,021[A ]| They that$6#1$ the whole world's monarchy designed, 241:02,022[A ]| Are to$4$ their ports by$4$ our bold fleet confined; 241:02,023[A ]| From whence our red cross they triumphant see, 241:02,024[A ]| Riding without a rival on$4$ the sea. 241:02,025[A ]| Others may use the ocean as their road, 241:02,026[A ]| Only the English make it their abode, 241:02,027[A ]| Whose ready sails with every wind can fly, 241:02,028[A ]| And make a covenant with the inconstant sky; 241:02,029[A ]| Our oaks secure, as if they there took root, 241:02,030[A ]| We tread on$4$ billows with a steady foot. 241:02,031[A ]| Meanwhile the Spaniards in$4$ America, 241:02,032[A ]| Near to$4$ the line the sun approaching saw, 241:02,033[A ]| And hoped their European coasts to$9$ find 241:02,034[A ]| Cleared from our ships by$4$ the autumnal wind; 241:02,035[A ]| Their huge capacious galleons stuffed with plate, 241:02,036[A ]| The labouring winds drive slowly towards their fate. 241:02,037[A ]| Before Saint Lucar they their guns discharge 241:02,038[A ]| To$9$ tell their joy or to$9$ invite a barge; 241:02,039[A ]| This heard some ships of ours (though out of view), 241:02,040[A ]| And, swift as eagles, to$4$ the quarry flew; 241:02,041[A ]| So$3$ heedless lambs, which$6#1$ for$4$ their mothers bleat, 241:02,042[A ]| Wake hungry lions and become their meat. 241:02,043[A ]| Arrived, they soon begin that$6#2$ tragic play, 241:02,044[A ]| And with their smoky cannons banish day; 241:02,045[A ]| Night, horror, slaughter, with confusion meets, 241:02,046[A ]| And in$4$ their sable arms embrace the fleets. 241:02,047[A ]| Through yielding planks the angry bullets fly, 241:02,048[A ]| And, of one wound, hundreds together die; 241:02,049[A ]| Born under different stars, one fate they have, 241:02,050[A ]| The ship their coffin and the sea their grave. 241:02,051[A ]| Bold were the men which$6#1$ on$4$ the ocean first 241:02,052[A ]| Spread their new sails, when shipwreck was the worst; 241:02,053[A ]| More danger now from man alone we find 241:02,054[A ]| Than from the rocks, the billows, or the wind. 241:02,055[A ]| They that$6#1$ had sailed from near the Antarctic pole, 241:02,056[A ]| Their treasure safe and all their vessels whole, 241:02,057[A ]| In$4$ sight of their dear country ruined be, 241:02,058[A ]| Without the guilt of either rock or sea! 241:02,059[A ]| What they would spare our fiercer art destroys, 241:02,060[A ]| Surpassing storms in$4$ terror and in$4$ noise. 241:02,061[A ]| Once Jove from Ida did both hosts survey, 241:02,062[A ]| And when he pleased to$9$ thunder, part the fray. 241:02,063[A ]| Here heaven in$4$ vain that$6#2$ kind retreat should sound, 241:02,064[A ]| The louder cannon had the thunder drowned. 241:02,065[A ]| Some we made prize; while others, burned and rent, 241:02,066[A ]| With their rich lading to$4$ the bottom went; 241:02,067[A ]| Down sinks at once (so$3$ fortune with us sports) 241:02,068[A ]| The pay of armies and the pride of courts. 241:02,069[A ]| Vain man! whose rage buries as low that$6#2$ store, 241:02,070[A ]| As avarice had digged for$4$ it before; 241:02,071[A ]| What earth in$4$ her dark bowels could not keep 241:02,072[A ]| From greedy hands lies safer in$4$ the deep. 241:02,073[A ]| Where Thetis kindly does from mortals hide 241:02,074[A ]| Those seeds of luxury debate and pride. 241:02,075[A ]| And now, into her lap the richest prize 241:02,076[A ]| Fell with the noblest of our enemies; 241:02,077[A ]| The marquess (glad to$9$ see the fire destroy 241:02,078[A ]| Wealth that$6#1$ prevailing foes were to$9$ enjoy) 241:02,079[A ]| Out from his flaming ship his children sent 241:02,080[A ]| To$9$ perish in$4$ a milder element; 241:02,081[A ]| Then laid him by$4$ his burning lady's side, 241:02,082[A ]| And, since he could not save her, with her died. 241:02,083[A ]| Spices and gums about them melting fry, 241:02,084[A ]| And phoenix-like in$4$ that$6#2$ rich nest they die; 241:02,085[A ]| Alive in$4$ flames of equal love they burned, 241:02,086[A ]| And now together are to$4$ ashes turned; 241:02,087[A ]| Ashes more worth than all their funeral cost, 241:02,088[A ]| Than the huge treasure that$6#1$ was with them lost. 241:02,089[A ]| These dying lovers and their floating sons, 241:02,090[A ]| Suspend the fight, and silence all their guns; 241:02,091[A ]| Beauty and youth, about to$9$ perish, finds 241:02,092[A ]| Such noble pity in$4$ brave English minds, 241:02,093[A ]| That$3$ (the rich spoil forgot, their valour's prize) 241:02,094[A ]| All labour now to$9$ save their enemies. 241:02,095[A ]| How frail our passions! how soon changed are 241:02,096[A ]| Our wrath and fury to$4$ a friendly care! 241:02,097[A ]| They that$6#1$ but now for$4$ honour and for$4$ plate, 241:02,098[A ]| Made the sea blush with blood, resign their hate; 241:02,099[A ]| And, their young foes endeavouring to$9$ retrieve, 241:02,100[A ]| With greater hazard than they fought, they dive. 241:02,101[A ]| With these returns victorious Montague, 241:02,102[A ]| With laurels in$4$ his hand, and half Peru. 241:02,103[A ]| Let the brave generals divide that$6#2$ bough; 241:02,104[A ]| Our great Protector hath such wreaths enough; 241:02,105[A ]| His conquering head has no$2$ more room for$4$ bays; 241:02,106[A ]| Then let it be as the glad nation prays; 241:02,107[A ]| Let the rich ore forthwith be melted down 241:02,108[A ]| And the state fixed by$4$ making him a crown; 241:02,109[A ]| With ermine clad, and purple, let him hold 241:02,110[A ]| A royal sceptre, made of Spanish gold. 241:03,000[' ]| 241:03,001[A ]| We must resign! Heaven his great soul does claim 241:03,002[A ]| In$4$ storms as loud as his immortal fame; 241:03,003[A ]| His dying groans, his last breath, shakes our isle, 241:03,004[A ]| And trees uncut fall for$4$ his funeral pile; 241:03,005[A ]| About his palace their broad roots are tossed! 241:03,006[A ]| Into the air ~~ so$3$ Romulus was lost! 241:03,007[A ]| New Rome in$4$ such a tempest missed her king, 241:03,008[A ]| And from obeying fell to$4$ worshipping. 241:03,009[A ]| On$4$ Oeta's top thus Hercules lay dead, 241:03,010[A ]| With ruined oaks and pines about him spread; 241:03,011[A ]| The poplar, too, whose bough he wont to$9$ wear 241:03,012[A ]| On$4$ his victorious head, lay prostrate there; 241:03,013[A ]| Those his last fury from the mountain rent: 241:03,014[A ]| Our dying hero from the continent 241:03,015[A ]| Ravished whole towns; and forts from Spaniards reft 241:03,016[A ]| As his last legacy to$4$ Britain left. 241:03,017[A ]| The ocean, which$6#1$ so$5#1$ long our hopes confined, 241:03,018[A ]| Could give no$2$ limits to$4$ his vaster mind; 241:03,019[A ]| Our bounds' enlargement was his latest toil, 241:03,020[A ]| Nor hath he left us prisoners to$4$ our isle; 241:03,021[A ]| Under the tropic is our language spoke, 241:03,022[A ]| And part of Flanders has received our yoke. 241:03,023[A ]| From civil broils he did us disengage, 241:03,024[A ]| Found nobler objects for$4$ our martial rage; 241:03,025[A ]| And, with wise conduct, to$4$ his country showed 241:03,026[A ]| The ancient way of conquering abroad. 241:03,027[A ]| Ungrateful then! if we no$2$ tears allow 241:03,028[A ]| To$4$ him, that$6#1$ gave us peace and empire too. 241:03,029[A ]| Princes, that$6#1$ feared him, grieve, concerned to$9$ see 241:03,030[A ]| No$2$ pitch of glory from the grave is free. 241:03,031[A ]| Nature herself took notice of his death, 241:03,032[A ]| And, sighing, swelled the sea with such a breath, 241:03,033[A ]| That$3$, to$4$ remotest shores her billows rolled, 241:03,034[A ]| The approaching fate of their great ruler told. 241:00,000[' ]| 241:04,000[' ]| 241:04,001[A ]| The rising sun complies with our weak sight, 241:04,002[A ]| First gilds the clouds, then shows his globe of light 241:04,003[A ]| At such a distance from our eyes, as though 241:04,004[A ]| He knew what harm his hasty beams would do. 241:04,005[A ]| But your full majesty at once breaks forth 241:04,006[A ]| In$4$ the meridian of your reign. Your worth, 241:04,007[A ]| Your youth, and all the splendour of your state 241:04,008[A ]| (Wrapped up$5$ till now, in$4$ clouds of adverse fate!) 241:04,009[A ]| With such a flood of light invade our eyes, 241:04,010[A ]| And our spread hearts with so$5#1$ great joy surprise, 241:04,011[A ]| That$3$ if your grace incline that$3$ we should live, 241:04,012[A ]| You must not, sir, too hastily forgive. 241:04,013[A ]| Our guilt preserves us from the excess of joy, 241:04,014[A ]| Which$6#1$ scatters spirits and would life destroy. 241:04,015[A ]| All are obnoxious! and this faulty land, 241:04,016[A ]| Like$4$ fainting Esther, does before you stand, 241:04,017[A ]| Watching your sceptre. The revolted sea 241:04,018[A ]| Trembles to$9$ think she did your foes obey. 241:04,019[A ]| Great Britain, like$4$ blind Polypheme, of late, 241:04,020[A ]| In$4$ a wild rage, became the scorn and hate 241:04,021[A ]| Of her proud neighbours, who$6#1$ began to$9$ think 241:04,022[A ]| She, with the weight of her own force, would sink. 241:04,023[A ]| But you are come, and all their hopes are vain; 241:04,024[A ]| This giant isle has got her eye again. 241:04,025[A ]| Now she might spare the ocean, and oppose 241:04,026[A ]| Your conduct to$4$ the fiercest of her foes. 241:04,027[A ]| Naked, the graces guarded you from all 241:04,028[A ]| Dangers abroad; and now your thunder shall. 241:04,029[A ]| Princes that$6#1$ saw you, different passions prove, 241:04,030[A ]| For$3$ now they dread the object of their love; 241:04,031[A ]| Nor without envy can behold his height, 241:04,032[A ]| Whose conversation was their late delight. 241:04,033[A ]| So$3$, Semele, contented with the rape 241:04,034[A ]| Of Jove disguised in$4$ a mortal shape, 241:04,035[A ]| When she beheld his hands with lightning filled, 241:04,036[A ]| And his bright rays, was with amazement killed. 241:04,037[A ]| And though it be our sorrow, and our crime, 241:04,038[A ]| To$9$ have accepted life so$5#1$ long a time 241:04,039[A ]| Without you here, yet does this absence gain 241:04,040[A ]| No$2$ small advantage to$4$ your present reign; 241:04,041[A ]| For$3$ having viewed the persons and the things, 241:04,042[A ]| The councils, state, and strength of Europe's kings, 241:04,043[A ]| You know your work; ambition to$9$ restrain, 241:04,044[A ]| And set them bounds, as Heaven does to$4$ the main. 241:04,045[A ]| We have you now with ruling wisdom fraught, 241:04,046[A ]| Not such as books, but such as practice taught. 241:04,047[A ]| So$3$ the lost sun, while least by$4$ us enjoyed; 241:04,048[A ]| Is the whole night for$4$ our concern employed, 241:04,049[A ]| He ripens spices, fruits and precious gums, 241:04,050[A ]| Which$6#1$ from remotest regions hither comes. 241:04,051[A ]| This seat of yours (from the other world removed) 241:04,052[A ]| Had Archimedes known, he might have proved 241:04,053[A ]| His engine's force, fixed here; your power and skill 241:04,054[A ]| Make the world's motion wait upon$4$ your will$0$. 241:04,055[A ]| Much suffering monarch! the first English born 241:04,056[A ]| That$6#1$ has the crown of these three nations worn! 241:04,057[A ]| How has your patience, with the barbarous rage 241:04,058[A ]| Of your own soil, contended half an age? 241:04,059[A ]| Till (your tried virtue, and your sacred word, 241:04,060[A ]| At last preventing your unwilling sword) 241:04,061[A ]| Armies and fleets which$6#1$ kept you out so$5#1$ long, 241:04,062[A ]| Owned their great sovereign, and redressed his wrong; 241:04,063[A ]| When straight the people, by$4$ no$2$ force compelled, 241:04,064[A ]| No$2$ longer from their inclination held, 241:04,065[A ]| Break forth at once, like$4$ powder set on$4$ fire, 241:04,066[A ]| And, with a noble rage, their king require. 241:04,067[A ]| So$3$ the injured sea, which$6#1$ from her wonted course, 241:04,068[A ]| To$9$ gain some acres, avarice did force, 241:04,069[A ]| If the new banks, neglected once, decay, 241:04,070[A ]| No$2$ longer will$1$ from her old channel stay; 241:04,071[A ]| Raging, the late got land she overflows, 241:04,072[A ]| And all that$6#1$ is built upon$4$ it to$4$ ruin goes. 241:04,073[A ]| Offenders now, the chiefest, do begin 241:04,074[A ]| To$9$ strive for$4$ grace, and expiate their sin. 241:04,075[A ]| All winds blow fair, that$6#1$ did the world embroil; 241:04,076[A ]| Your vipers treacle yield, and scorpions oil. 241:04,077[A ]| If then such praise the Macedonian got, 241:04,078[A ]| For$4$ having rudely cut the Gordian knot, 241:04,079[A ]| What glory is due to$4$ him that$6#1$ could divide 241:04,080[A ]| Such ravelled interests; has the knot untied, 241:04,081[A ]| And without stroke so$5#1$ smooth a passage made, 241:04,082[A ]| Where craft and malice such impeachments laid? 241:04,083[A ]| But while we praise you, you ascribe it all 241:04,084[A ]| To$4$ His high hand, which$6#1$ threw the untouched wall 241:04,085[A ]| Of self-demolished Jericho so$5#1$ low; 241:04,086[A ]| His angel it was that$6#1$ did before you go, 241:04,087[A ]| Tamed savage hearts, and made affections yield, 241:04,088[A ]| Like$4$ ears of corn when wind salutes the field. 241:04,089[A ]| Thus patience-crowned, like$4$ Job's, your trouble ends, 241:04,090[A ]| Having your foes to$9$ pardon, and your friends; 241:04,091[A ]| For$3$, though your courage were so$5#1$ firm a rock, 241:04,092[A ]| What private virtue could endure the shock? 241:04,093[A ]| Like$4$ your great master, you the storm withstood, 241:04,094[A ]| And pitied those who$6#1$ love with frailty showed. 241:04,095[A ]| Rude Indians, torturing all the royal race, 241:04,096[A ]| Him with a throne and dear-bought sceptre grace 241:04,097[A ]| That$6#1$ suffers best. What region could be found, 241:04,098[A ]| Where your heroic head had not been crowned? 241:04,099[A ]| The next experience of your mighty mind 241:04,100[A ]| Is, how you combat fortune, now she is kind. 241:04,101[A ]| And this way too, you are victorious found; 241:04,102[A ]| She flatters with the same success she frowned. 241:04,103[A ]| While to$4$ yourself severe, to$4$ others kind, 241:04,104[A ]| With power unbounded, and a will$0$ confined, 241:04,105[A ]| Of this vast empire you possess the care, 241:04,106[A ]| The softer parts fall to$4$ the people's share. 241:04,107[A ]| Safety, and equal government, are things 241:04,108[A ]| Which$6#1$ subjects make as happy as their kings. 241:04,109[A ]| Faith, law and piety (that$6#2$ banished train!), 241:04,110[A ]| Justice and truth, with you return again. 241:04,111[A ]| The city's trade, and country's easy life, 241:04,112[A ]| Once more shall flourish without fraud or strife. 241:04,113[A ]| Your reign no$2$ less assures the ploughman's peace, 241:04,114[A ]| Than the warm sun advances his increase; 241:04,115[A ]| And does the shepherds as securely keep 241:04,116[A ]| From all their fears, as they preserve their sheep. 241:04,117[A ]| But, above all, the Muse-inspired train 241:04,118[A ]| Triumph and raise their drooping heads again! 241:04,119[A ]| Kind heaven at once has, in$4$ your person, sent 241:04,120[A ]| Their sacred judge, their guard, and argument. 241:05,000[' ]| 241:05,000[' ]| 241:05,001[A ]| Farewell the year which$6#1$ threatened so$5#2$ 241:05,002[A ]| The fairest light the world can show. 241:05,003[A ]| Welcome the new whose every day, 241:05,004[A ]| Restoring what was snatched away 241:05,005[A ]| By$4$ pining sickness from the fair, 241:05,006[A ]| That$6#2$ matchless beauty does repair 241:05,007[A ]| So$5#1$ fast, that$3$ the approaching spring 241:05,008[A ]| (Which$6#1$ does to$4$ flowery meadows bring 241:05,009[A ]| What the rude winter from them tore) 241:05,010[A ]| Shall give her all she has before. 241:05,011[A ]| But we recover not so$5#1$ fast 241:05,012[A ]| The sense of such a danger past; 241:05,013[A ]| We that$6#1$ esteemed you sent from heaven, 241:05,014[A ]| A pattern to$4$ this island given, 241:05,015[A ]| To$9$ show us what the blessed do there 241:05,016[A ]| And what alive they practised here, 241:05,017[A ]| When that$6#2$ which$6#1$ we immortal thought 241:05,018[A ]| We saw so$5#1$ near destruction brought, 241:05,019[A ]| Felt all which$6#1$ you did then endure. 241:05,020[A ]| And tremble yet, as not secure. 241:05,021[A ]| So$3$ though the sun victorious be, 241:05,022[A ]| And from a dark eclipse set free, 241:05,023[A ]| The influence, which$6#1$ we fondly fear 241:05,024[A ]| Afflicts our thoughts the following year. 241:05,025[A ]| But that$6#2$ which$6#1$ may relieve our care 241:05,026[A ]| Is, that$3$ you have a help so$5#1$ near 241:05,027[A ]| For$4$ all the evil you can prove, 241:05,028[A ]| The kindness of your royal love; 241:05,029[A ]| He that$6#1$ was never known to$9$ mourn, 241:05,030[A ]| So$5#1$ many kingdoms from him torn, 241:05,031[A ]| His tears reserved for$4$ you, more dear, 241:05,032[A ]| More prized, than all those kingdoms were! 241:05,033[A ]| For$3$ when no$2$ healing art prevailed, 241:05,034[A ]| When cordials and elixirs failed, 241:05,035[A ]| On$4$ your pale cheek he dropped the shower, 241:05,036[A ]| Revived you like$4$ a dying flower. 241:06,000[' ]| 241:06,000[' ]| 241:06,001[A ]| When as of old the earth's bold children strove, 241:06,002[A ]| With hills on$4$ hills, to$9$ scale the throne of Jove, 241:06,003[A ]| Pallas and Mars stood by$4$ their sovereign's side, 241:06,004[A ]| And their bright arms in$4$ his defence employed; 241:06,005[A ]| While the wise Phoebus, Hermes, and the rest, 241:06,006[A ]| Who$6#1$ joy in$4$ peace, and love the muses best, 241:06,007[A ]| Descending from their so$5#1$ distempered seat, 241:06,008[A ]| Our groves and meadows chose for$4$ their retreat. 241:06,009[A ]| There first Apollo tried the various use 241:06,010[A ]| Of herbs, and learned the virtues of their juice, 241:06,011[A ]| And framed that$6#2$ art, to$4$ which$6#1$ who$6#2$ can pretend 241:06,012[A ]| A juster title than our noble friend, 241:06,013[A ]| Whom the like$2$ tempest drives from his abode, 241:06,014[A ]| And like$2$ employment entertains abroad? 241:06,015[A ]| This crowns him here, and in$4$ the bays so$5#2$ earned, 241:06,016[A ]| His country's honour is no$2$ less concerned, 241:06,017[A ]| Since it appears not all the English rave, 241:06,018[A ]| To$4$ ruin bent; some study how to$9$ save; 241:06,019[A ]| And as Hippocrates did once extend 241:06,020[A ]| His sacred art, whole cities to$9$ amend; 241:06,021[A ]| So$3$ we, great friend, suppose that$3$ thy great skill, 241:06,022[A ]| Thy gentle mind, and fair example will$1$, 241:06,023[A ]| At thy return, reclaim our frantic isle, 241:06,024[A ]| Their spirits calm, and peace again shall smile. 241:07,000[' ]| 241:07,001[A ]| Sir, you should rather teach our age the way 241:07,002[A ]| Of judging well, than thus have changed your play; 241:07,003[A ]| You had obliged us by$4$ employing wit, 241:07,004[A ]| Not to$9$ reform Pandora but the pit; 241:07,005[A ]| For$3$ as the nightingale, without the throng 241:07,006[A ]| Of other birds, alone attends her song, 241:07,007[A ]| While the loud daw, his throat displaying, draws 241:07,008[A ]| The whole assemblage of his fellow daws; 241:07,009[A ]| So$5#1$ much the writer, whose productions should 241:07,010[A ]| Take with the vulgar, be of vulgar mould; 241:07,011[A ]| Whilst nobler fancies make a flight too high 241:07,012[A ]| For$4$ common view, and lessen as they fly. 241:09,000[' ]| 241:09,001[A ]| Wherever thy navy spreads her canvas wings, 241:09,002[A ]| Homage to$4$ thee and peace to$4$ all she brings; 241:09,003[A ]| The French and Spaniard, when thy flags appear, 241:09,004[A ]| Forget their hatred, and consent to$9$ fear. 241:09,005[A ]| So$3$ Jove from Ida did both hosts survey, 241:09,006[A ]| And when he pleased to$9$ thunder, part the fray. 241:09,007[A ]| Ships heretofore in$4$ seas like$4$ fishes sped, 241:09,008[A ]| The mightiest still upon$4$ the smallest fed; 241:09,009[A ]| Thou on$4$ the deep imposest nobler laws, 241:09,010[A ]| And by$4$ that$6#2$ justice hast removed the cause 241:09,011[A ]| Of those rude tempests, which$6#1$ for$4$ rapine sent, 241:09,012[A ]| Too oft, alas, involved the innocent. 241:09,013[A ]| Now shall the ocean, as thy Thames, be free 241:09,014[A ]| From both those fates, of storms and piracy. 241:09,015[A ]| But we most happy, who$6#1$ can fear no$2$ force 241:09,016[A ]| But winged troops, or Pegasean horse. 241:09,017[A ]| It is not so$5#1$ hard for$4$ greedy foes to$9$ spoil 241:09,018[A ]| Another nation, as to$9$ touch our soil. 241:09,019[A ]| Should Nature's self invade the world again, 241:09,020[A ]| And over the centre spread the liquid main, 241:09,021[A ]| Thy power were safe, and her destructive hand 241:09,022[A ]| Would but enlarge the bounds of thy command; 241:09,023[A ]| Thy dreadful fleet would style thee lord of all, 241:09,024[A ]| And ride in$4$ triumph over the drowned ball; 241:09,025[A ]| Those towers of oak over fertile plains might go, 241:09,026[A ]| And visit mountains where they once did grow. 241:09,027[A ]| The world's Restorer once could not endure 241:09,028[A ]| That$3$ finished Babel should those men secure 241:09,029[A ]| Whose pride designed that$6#2$ fabric to$9$ have stood 241:09,030[A ]| Above the reach of any second flood; 241:09,031[A ]| To$4$ thee, his chosen, more indulgent, he 241:09,032[A ]| Dares trust such power with so$5#1$ much piety. 241:10,000[' ]| 241:10,001[A ]| Of the first Paradise there is nothing found; 241:10,002[A ]| Plants set by$4$ Heaven are vanished, and the ground; 241:10,003[A ]| Yet the description lasts; who$6#2$ knows the fate 241:10,004[A ]| Of lines that$6#1$ shall this paradise relate? 241:10,005[A ]| Instead of rivers rolling by$4$ the side 241:10,006[A ]| Of Eden's garden, here flows in$4$ the tide; 241:10,007[A ]| The sea, which$6#1$ always served his empire, now 241:10,008[A ]| Pays tribute to$4$ our Prince's pleasure too. 241:10,009[A ]| Of famous cities we the founders know; 241:10,010[A ]| But rivers, old as seas, to$4$ which$6#1$ they go, 241:10,011[A ]| Are Nature's bounty; it is of more renown 241:10,012[A ]| To$9$ make a river, than to$9$ build a town. 241:10,013[A ]| For$4$ future shade, young trees along the banks 241:10,014[A ]| Of the new stream appear in$4$ even ranks; 241:10,015[A ]| The voice of Orpheus, or Amphion's hand, 241:10,016[A ]| In$4$ better order could not make them stand; 241:10,017[A ]| May they increase as fast, and spread their boughs 241:10,018[A ]| As the high fame of their great owner grows! 241:10,019[A ]| May he live long enough to$9$ see them all 241:10,020[A ]| Dark shadows cast and as his palace tall! 241:10,021[A ]| Methinks I see the love that$6#1$ shall be made, 241:10,022[A ]| The lovers walking in$4$ that$6#2$ amorous shade; 241:10,023[A ]| The gallants dancing by$4$ the river side; 241:10,024[A ]| They bathe in$4$ summer, and in$4$ winter slide. 241:10,025[A ]| Methinks I hear the music in$4$ the boats, 241:10,026[A ]| And the loud echo which$6#1$ returns the notes; 241:10,027[A ]| While overhead a flock of new-sprung fowl 241:10,028[A ]| Darkening the sky; they hover over, and shroud 241:10,029[A ]| The wanton sailors with a feathered cloud. 241:10,030[A ]| Beneath, a shoal of silver fishes glides, 241:10,031[A ]| And plays about the gilded barges' sides; 241:10,032[A ]| The ladies, angling in$4$ the crystal lake, 241:10,033[A ]| Feast on$4$ the waters with the prey they take; 241:10,034[A ]| At once victorious with their lines, and eyes, 241:10,035[A ]| They make the fishes, and the men, their prize. 241:10,036[A ]| A thousand Cupids on$4$ the billows ride, 241:10,037[A ]| And sea-nymphs enter with the swelling tide, 241:10,038[A ]| From Thetis sent as spies, to$9$ make report, 241:10,039[A ]| And tell the wonders of her sovereign's court. 241:10,040[A ]| All that$6#1$ can, living, feed the greedy eye, 241:10,041[A ]| Or dead, the palate, here you may descry; 241:10,042[A ]| The choicest things that$6#1$ furnished Noah's ark, 241:10,043[A ]| Or Peter's sheet, inhabiting this park; 241:10,044[A ]| All with a border of rich fruit-trees crowned, 241:10,045[A ]| Whose loaded branches hide the lofty mound; 241:10,046[A ]| Such various ways the spacious alleys lead, 241:10,047[A ]| My doubtful muse knows not what path to$9$ tread. 241:10,048[A ]| Yonder, the harvest of cold months laid up$5$, 241:10,049[A ]| Gives a fresh coolness to$4$ the royal cup; 241:10,050[A ]| There ice, like$4$ crystal firm, and never lost, 241:10,051[A ]| Tempers hot July with December's frost; 241:10,052[A ]| Winter's dark prison, whence he can not fly, 241:10,053[A ]| Though the warm spring, his enemy, draws nigh. 241:10,054[A ]| Strange that$3$ extremes should thus preserve the snow, 241:10,055[A ]| High on$4$ the Alps, or in$4$ deep caves below. 241:10,056[A ]| Here a well-polished Mall gives us the joy 241:10,057[A ]| To$9$ see our Prince his matchless force employ; 241:10,058[A ]| His manly posture and his graceful mien, 241:10,059[A ]| Vigour and youth in$4$ all his motions seen; 241:10,060[A ]| His shape so$5#1$ lovely and his limbs so$5#1$ strong, 241:10,061[A ]| Confirm our hopes we shall obey him long. 241:10,062[A ]| No$2$ sooner has he touched the flying ball, 241:10,063[A ]| But it is already more than half the Mall; 241:10,064[A ]| And such a fury from his arm has got 241:10,065[A ]| As from a smoking culverin it were shot. 241:10,066[A ]| Near this my Muse, what most delights her, sees 241:10,067[A ]| A living gallery of aged trees; 241:10,068[A ]| Bold sons of earth, that$6#1$ thrust their arms so$5#1$ high, 241:10,069[A ]| As if once more they would invade the sky. 241:10,070[A ]| In$4$ such green palaces the first kings reigned, 241:10,071[A ]| Slept in$4$ their shades and angels entertained; 241:10,072[A ]| With such old counsellors they did advise, 241:10,073[A ]| And, by$4$ frequenting sacred groves, grew wise. 241:10,074[A ]| Free from the impediments of light and noise, 241:10,075[A ]| Man, thus retired, his nobler thoughts employs. 241:10,076[A ]| Here Charles contrives the ordering of his states, 241:10,077[A ]| Here he resolves his neighbouring princes' fates; 241:10,078[A ]| What nation shall have peace, where war be made 241:10,079[A ]| Determined is in$4$ this oraculous shade; 241:10,080[A ]| The world, from India to$4$ the frozen North, 241:10,081[A ]| Concerned in$4$ what this solitude brings forth. 241:10,082[A ]| His fancy objects from his view receives; 241:10,083[A ]| The prospect thought and contemplation gives. 241:10,084[A ]| That$6#2$ seat of empire here salutes his eye, 241:10,085[A ]| To$4$ which$6#1$ three kingdoms do themselves apply; 241:10,086[A ]| The structure by$4$ a prelate raised, Whitehall, 241:10,087[A ]| Built with the fortune of Rome's capitol; 241:10,088[A ]| Both, disproportioned to$4$ the present state 241:10,089[A ]| Of their proud founders, were approved by$4$ Fate. 241:10,090[A ]| From hence he does that$6#2$ antique pile behold, 241:10,091[A ]| Where royal heads receive the sacred gold; 241:10,092[A ]| It gives them crowns, and does their ashes keep; 241:10,093[A ]| There made like$4$ gods, like$4$ mortals there they sleep; 241:10,094[A ]| Making the circle of their reign complete, 241:10,095[A ]| Those suns of empire where they rise, they set. 241:10,096[A ]| When others fell, this, standing, did presage 241:10,097[A ]| The crown should triumph over popular rage; 241:10,098[A ]| Hard by$4$ that$6#2$ house, where all our ills were shaped, 241:10,099[A ]| The auspicious temple stood, and yet escaped. 241:10,100[A ]| So$3$ snow on$4$ Etna does unmelted lie, 241:10,101[A ]| Whence rolling flames and scattered cinders fly; 241:10,102[A ]| The distant country in$4$ the ruin shares; 241:10,103[A ]| What falls from heaven the burning mountain spares. 241:10,104[A ]| Next, that$6#2$ capacious hall he sees, the room 241:10,105[A ]| Where the whole nation does for$4$ justice come; 241:10,106[A ]| Under whose large roof flourishes the gown, 241:10,107[A ]| And judges grave, on$4$ high tribunals, frown. 241:10,108[A ]| Here, like$4$ the people's pastor, he does go, 241:10,109[A ]| His flock subjected to$4$ his view below; 241:10,110[A ]| On$4$ which$6#1$ reflecting in$4$ his mighty mind, 241:10,111[A ]| No$2$ private passion does indulgence find; 241:10,112[A ]| The pleasures of his youth suspended are, 241:10,113[A ]| And made a sacrifice to$4$ public care. 241:10,114[A ]| Here, free from court compliances, he walks, 241:10,115[A ]| And with himself, his best adviser, talks; 241:10,116[A ]| How peaceful olives may his temples shade, 241:10,117[A ]| For$4$ mending laws, and for$4$ restoring trade; 241:10,118[A ]| Or, how his brows may be with laurel charged, 241:10,119[A ]| For$4$ nations conquered and our bounds enlarged. 241:10,120[A ]| Of ancient prudence here he ruminates, 241:10,121[A ]| Of rising kingdoms, and of falling states; 241:10,122[A ]| What ruling arts gave great Augustus fame, 241:10,123[A ]| And how Alcides purchased such a name. 241:10,124[A ]| His eyes, upon$4$ his native palace bent, 241:10,125[A ]| Close by$5$, suggest a greater argument. 241:10,126[A ]| His thoughts rise higher, when he does reflect 241:10,127[A ]| On$4$ what the world may from that$6#2$ star expect 241:10,128[A ]| Which$6#1$ at his birth appeared to$9$ let us see 241:10,129[A ]| Day, for$4$ his sake, could with the night agree; 241:10,130[A ]| A prince, on$4$ whom such different lights did smile, 241:10,131[A ]| Born the divided world to$9$ reconcile! 241:10,132[A ]| Whatever Heaven, or high extracted blood 241:10,133[A ]| Could promise, or foretell, he will$1$ make good; 241:10,134[A ]| Reform these nations, and improve them more, 241:10,135[A ]| Than this fair park, from what it was before. 241:11,000[' ]| 241:11,000[' ]| 241:11,000[' ]| 241:11,001[A ]| Heroic nymph, in$4$ tempests the support, 241:11,002[A ]| In$4$ peace the glory of the British Court! 241:11,003[A ]| Into whose arms the church, the state, and all 241:11,004[A ]| That$6#1$ precious is, or sacred here, did fall. 241:11,005[A ]| Ages to$9$ come, that$6#1$ shall your bounty hear, 241:11,006[A ]| Will$1$ think you mistress of the Indies were; 241:11,007[A ]| Though straiter bounds your fortunes did confine, 241:11,008[A ]| In$4$ your large heart was found a wealthy mine; 241:11,009[A ]| Like$4$ the blessed oil, the widow's lasting feast, 241:11,010[A ]| Your treasure, as you poured it out, increased. 241:11,011[A ]| While some your beauty, some your bounty sing, 241:11,012[A ]| Your native isle does with your praises ring; 241:11,013[A ]| But, above all, a nymph of your own train 241:11,014[A ]| Gives us your character in$4$ such a strain, 241:11,015[A ]| As none but she, who$6#1$ in$4$ that$6#2$ Court did dwell, 241:11,016[A ]| Could know such worth, or worth describe so$5#1$ well. 241:11,017[A ]| So$3$ while we mortals here at heaven do guess, 241:11,018[A ]| And more our weakness, than the place, express, 241:11,019[A ]| Some angel, a domestic there, comes down, 241:11,020[A ]| And tells the wonders he hath seen and known. 241:12,000[' ]| 241:12,001[A ]| Great Queen! that$6#1$ does our island bless 241:12,002[A ]| With princes and with palaces; 241:12,003[A ]| Treated so$5#1$ ill, chased from your throne, 241:12,004[A ]| Returning you adorn the Town; 241:12,005[A ]| And, with a brave revenge, do show 241:12,006[A ]| Their glory went and came with you. 241:12,007[A ]| While peace from hence and you were gone, 241:12,008[A ]| Your houses in$4$ that$6#2$ storm overthrown, 241:12,009[A ]| Those wounds which$6#1$ civil rage did give, 241:12,010[A ]| At once you pardon, and relieve. 241:12,011[A ]| Constant to$4$ England in$4$ your love, 241:12,012[A ]| As birds are to$4$ their wonted grove, 241:12,013[A ]| Though by$4$ rude hands their nests are spoiled, 241:12,014[A ]| There the next spring again they build. 241:12,015[A ]| Accusing some malignant star, 241:12,016[A ]| Not Britain, for$4$ that$6#2$ fatal war, 241:12,017[A ]| Your kindness banishes your fear, 241:12,018[A ]| Resolved to$9$ fix forever here. 241:12,019[A ]| But what new mine this work supplies? 241:12,020[A ]| Can such a pile from ruin rise? 241:12,021[A ]| This, like$4$ the first creation, shows 241:12,022[A ]| As if at your command it rose. 241:12,023[A ]| Frugality and bounty too 241:12,024[A ]| (Those differing virtues) meet in$4$ you; 241:12,025[A ]| From a confined, well-managed store, 241:12,026[A ]| You both employ and feed the poor. 241:12,027[A ]| Let foreign princes vainly boast 241:12,028[A ]| The rude effects of pride, and cost 241:12,029[A ]| Of vaster fabrics, to$4$ which$6#1$ they 241:12,030[A ]| Contribute nothing but the pay; 241:12,031[A ]| This, by$4$ the Queen herself designed, 241:12,032[A ]| Gives us a pattern of her mind; 241:12,033[A ]| The state and order does proclaim 241:12,034[A ]| The genius of that$6#2$ Royal Dame. 241:12,035[A ]| Each part with just proportion graced, 241:12,036[A ]| And all to$4$ such advantage placed, 241:12,037[A ]| That$3$ the fair view her window yields, 241:12,038[A ]| The town, the river, and the fields, 241:12,039[A ]| Entering, beneath us we descry, 241:12,040[A ]| And wonder how, we came so$5#1$ high. 241:12,041[A ]| She needs no$2$ weary steps ascend; 241:12,042[A ]| All seems before her feet to$9$ bend; 241:12,043[A ]| And here, as she was born, she lies; 241:12,044[A ]| High, without taking pains to$9$ rise. 241:13,000[' ]| 241:13,000[' ]| 241:13,001[A ]| Sir, you have obliged the British nation more 241:13,002[A ]| Than all their bards could ever do before, 241:13,003[A ]| And at your own charge, monuments as hard 241:13,004[A ]| As brass or marble to$4$ your fame have reared; 241:13,005[A ]| For$3$ as all warlike nations take delight 241:13,006[A ]| To$9$ hear how their brave ancestors could fight, 241:13,007[A ]| You have advanced to$4$ wonder their renown, 241:13,008[A ]| And no$2$ less virtuously improved your own; 241:13,009[A ]| That$3$ it will$1$ be doubted whether you do write, 241:13,010[A ]| Or they have acted, at a nobler height. 241:13,011[A ]| You of your ancient princes, have retrieved 241:13,012[A ]| More than the ages knew in$4$ which$6#1$ they lived; 241:13,013[A ]| Explained their customs and their rights anew, 241:13,014[A ]| Better than all their Druids ever knew; 241:13,015[A ]| Unriddled those dark oracles as well 241:13,016[A ]| As those that$6#1$ made them could themselves foretell. 241:13,017[A ]| For$3$ as the Britons long have hoped in$4$ vain, 241:13,018[A ]| Arthur would come to$9$ govern them again, 241:13,019[A ]| You have fulfilled that$6#2$ prophecy alone, 241:13,020[A ]| And in$4$ your poem placed him on$4$ his throne. 241:13,021[A ]| Such magic power has your prodigious pen 241:13,022[A ]| To$9$ raise the dead, and give new life to$4$ men, 241:13,023[A ]| Make rival princes meet in$4$ arms and love, 241:13,024[A ]| Who$6#1$ distant ages did so$5#1$ far remove; 241:13,025[A ]| For$3$ as eternity has neither past 241:13,026[A ]| Nor future, authors say, nor first nor last, 241:13,027[A ]| But all is instant, your eternal muse 241:13,028[A ]| All ages can to$4$ any one reduce. 241:13,029[A ]| Then why should you, whose miracles of art 241:13,030[A ]| Can life at pleasure to$4$ the dead impart, 241:13,031[A ]| Trouble in$4$ vain your better busied head 241:13,032[A ]| To$9$ observe what times they lived in$4$, or were dead? 241:13,033[A ]| For$3$ since you have such arbitrary power, 241:13,034[A ]| It were defect in$4$ judgement to$9$ go lower, 241:13,035[A ]| Or stoop to$4$ things so$5#1$ pitifully lewd, 241:13,036[A ]| As use to$9$ take the vulgar latitude; 241:13,037[A ]| For$3$ no$2$ man is fit to$9$ read what you have writ, 241:13,038[A ]| That$6#1$ holds not some proportion with your wit; 241:13,039[A ]| As light can no$2$ way but by$4$ light appear, 241:13,040[A ]| He must bring sense that$6#1$ understands it here. 241:14,000[' ]| 241:14,001[A ]| Bold is the man that$6#1$ dares engage 241:14,002[A ]| For$4$ piety in$4$ such an age! 241:14,003[A ]| Who$6#2$ can presume to$9$ find a guard 241:14,004[A ]| From scorn when heaven is so$5#1$ little spared? 241:14,005[A ]| Divines are pardoned; they defend 241:14,006[A ]| Altars on$4$ which$6#1$ their lives depend; 241:14,007[A ]| But the profane impatient are, 241:14,008[A ]| When nobler pens make this their care; 241:14,009[A ]| For$3$ why should these let in$5$ a beam 241:14,010[A ]| Of divine light to$9$ trouble them, 241:14,011[A ]| And call in$4$ doubt the pleasing thought, 241:14,012[A ]| That$3$ none believes what we are taught? 241:14,013[A ]| High birth and fortune warrant give 241:14,014[A ]| That$3$ such men write what they believe; 241:14,015[A ]| And feeling first what they indite, 241:14,016[A ]| New credit give to$4$ ancient light. 241:14,017[A ]| Amongst these few, our author brings 241:14,018[A ]| His well-known pedigree from kings. 241:14,019[A ]| This book the image of his mind, 241:14,020[A ]| Will$1$ make his name not hard to$9$ find; 241:14,021[A ]| I wish the throng of great and good 241:14,022[A ]| Make it less easily understood. 241:15,000[' ]| 241:15,000[' ]| 241:15,001[A ]| That$6#2$ sun of beauty did among us rise; 241:15,002[A ]| England first saw the light of your fair eyes; 241:15,003[A ]| In$4$ English, too, your early wit was shown; 241:15,004[A ]| Favour that$6#2$ language, which$6#1$ was then your own, 241:15,005[A ]| When though a child, through guards you made your way; 241:15,006[A ]| What fleet or army could an angel stay? 241:15,007[A ]| Thrice happy Britain! if she could retain 241:15,008[A ]| Whom she first bred within her ambient main. 241:15,009[A ]| Our late burnt London, in$4$ apparel new, 241:15,010[A ]| Shook off her ashes to$9$ have treated you; 241:15,011[A ]| But we must see our glory snatched away, 241:15,012[A ]| And with warm tears increase the guilty sea; 241:15,013[A ]| No$2$ wind can favour us; however it blows, 241:15,014[A ]| We must be wrecked, and our dear treasure lose! 241:15,015[A ]| Sighs will$1$ not let us half our sorrows tell ~~ 241:15,016[A ]| Fair, lovely, great and best of nymphs, farewell! 241:16,000[' ]| 241:16,000[' ]| 241:16,001[A ]| Madam, I here present you with the rage, 241:16,002[A ]| And with the beauties of a former age; 241:16,003[A ]| Wishing you may with as great pleasure view 241:16,004[A ]| This, as we take in$4$ gazing upon$4$ you 241:16,005[A ]| Thus we writ then: your brighter eyes inspire 241:16,006[A ]| A nobler flame, and raise our genius higher. 241:16,007[A ]| While we your wit and early genius fear, 241:16,008[A ]| To$4$ our productions we become severe; 241:16,009[A ]| Your matchless beauty gives our fancy wing, 241:16,010[A ]| Your judgement makes us careful how we sing. 241:16,011[A ]| Lines not composed, as heretofore in$4$ haste, 241:16,012[A ]| Polished like$4$ marble shall like$4$ marble last, 241:16,013[A ]| And make you through as many ages shine, 241:16,014[A ]| As Tasso did the heroes of your line. 241:16,015[A ]| Though other names our wary writers use, 241:16,016[A ]| You are the subject of our British muse; 241:16,017[A ]| Dilating mischief to$4$ yourself unknown, 241:16,018[A ]| Men write and die of wounds they dare not own. 241:16,019[A ]| So$3$ the bright sun burns all our grass away, 241:16,020[A ]| While it means nothing but to$9$ give us day. 241:17,000[' ]| 241:17,001[A ]| When through the world fair Mazarine had run, 241:17,002[A ]| Bright as her fellow reveller the sun, 241:17,003[A ]| Hither at length the Roman eagle flies 241:17,004[A ]| As the last triumph of her conquering eyes. 241:17,005[A ]| As heir to$4$ Julius she may pretend 241:17,006[A ]| A second time to$9$ make this island bend. 241:17,007[A ]| But Portsmouth, springing from the ancient race 241:17,008[A ]| Of Britons which$6#1$ the Saxon here did chase, 241:17,009[A ]| As they great Caesar did oppose, makes head, 241:17,010[A ]| And does against this new invader lead. 241:17,011[A ]| That$6#2$ goodly nymph, the taller of the two, 241:17,012[A ]| Careless and fearless to$4$ the field does go. 241:17,013[A ]| Becoming blushes on$4$ the other wait 241:17,014[A ]| And her young look excuses want of height. 241:17,015[A ]| Beauty gives courage for$3$ she knows the day 241:17,016[A ]| Must not be won the Amazonian way. 241:17,017[A ]| Legions of cupids to$4$ the battle come, 241:17,018[A ]| For$4$ little Britain these and those for$4$ Rome. 241:17,019[A ]| Dressed for$4$ advantage, this illustrious pair 241:17,020[A ]| Arrived, for$4$ combat in$4$ the lists appear. 241:17,021[A ]| What may the fates design, for$3$ never yet 241:17,022[A ]| From distant regions two such beauties met: 241:17,023[A ]| Venus had been an equal friend to$4$ both 241:17,024[A ]| And victory to$9$ declare herself seems loath 241:17,025[A ]| Over the camp with doubtful wings she flies 241:17,026[A ]| Till Chloris shining in$4$ the field she spies. 241:17,027[A ]| The lovely Chloris well attended came, 241:17,028[A ]| A thousand graces waited on$4$ the dame: 241:17,029[A ]| Her matchless form made all the English glad 241:17,030[A ]| And foreign beauties less assurance had. 241:17,031[A ]| Yet, like$4$ the three on$4$ Ida's top, they all 241:17,032[A ]| Pretend alike, contesting for$4$ the ball, 241:17,033[A ]| Which$6#1$ to$9$ determine Love himself declined 241:17,034[A ]| Lest the neglected should become less kind. 241:17,035[A ]| Such killing looks, so$3$ thick the arrows fly 241:17,036[A ]| That$3$ it is unsafe to$9$ be a stander by$5$. 241:17,037[A ]| Poets approaching to$9$ describe the fight 241:17,038[A ]| Are by$4$ their wounds instructed how to$9$ write. 241:17,039[A ]| They with less hazard might look on$5$ and draw 241:17,040[A ]| The ruder combats of Alsatia 241:17,041[A ]| And with that$6#2$ foil of violence and rage 241:17,042[A ]| Set off the splendour of our golden age, 241:17,043[A ]| Where love gives law, beauty the sceptre sways 241:17,044[A ]| And uncompelled the happy world obeys. 241:18,000[' ]| 241:18,001[A ]| Sir, you should rather teach our age the way 241:18,002[A ]| Of judging well than thus have changed your play. 241:18,003[A ]| You had obliged us by$4$ employing wit 241:18,004[A ]| Not to$9$ reform Pandora but the pit. 241:18,005[A ]| For$3$ as the nightingale, without the throng 241:18,006[A ]| Of other birds alone attends her song 241:18,007[A ]| While the loud daw, his throat displaying, draws 241:18,008[A ]| The whole assembly of his fellow daws, 241:18,009[A ]| So$3$ must the writer whose productions should 241:18,010[A ]| Take with the vulgar be of vulgar mould: 241:18,011[A ]| Whilst nobler fancies make a flight too high 241:18,012[A ]| For$4$ common view and lessen as they fly. 241:19,000[' ]| 241:19,000[' ]| 241:19,001[A ]| That$3$ the first Charles does here in$4$ triumph ride, 241:19,002[A ]| See his son reign where he a martyr died 241:19,003[A ]| And people pay that$6#2$ reverence as they pass, 241:19,004[A ]| Which$6#1$ then he wanted, to$4$ the sacred brass 241:19,005[A ]| Is not the effect of gratitude alone 241:19,006[A ]| To$4$ which$6#1$ we owe the statue and the stone 241:19,007[A ]| But heaven this lasting monument has wrought 241:19,008[A ]| That$3$ mortals may eternally be taught 241:19,009[A ]| Rebellion, though successful, is but vain 241:19,010[A ]| And kings so$5#2$ killed rise conquerors again. 241:19,011[A ]| This truth the royal image does proclaim 241:19,012[A ]| Loud as the trumpet of surviving fame. 241:20,000[' ]| 241:20,001[A ]| Swift as Jove's messenger, the winged god, 241:20,002[A ]| With sword as potent as his charming rod, 241:20,003[A ]| He flew to$9$ execute the king's command 241:20,004[A ]| And in$4$ a moment reached the northern land 241:20,005[A ]| Where day contending with approaching night 241:20,006[A ]| Assists the hero with continued light. 241:20,007[A ]| On$4$ foes surprised and by$4$ no$2$ night concealed 241:20,008[A ]| He might have rushed but noble pity held 241:20,009[A ]| His hand a while and to$4$ their choice gave space 241:20,010[A ]| Which$6#1$ they would prove, his valour or his grace. 241:20,011[A ]| This not well heard, his cannon louder spoke 241:20,012[A ]| And then like$4$ lightning through that$6#2$ cloud he broke. 241:20,013[A ]| His fame, his conduct, and that$6#2$ martial look 241:20,014[A ]| The guilty Scotch with such a terror strook 241:20,015[A ]| That$3$ to$4$ his courage they resign the field 241:20,016[A ]| Who$6#1$ to$4$ his bounty had refused to$9$ yield. 241:20,017[A ]| Glad that$3$ so$5#1$ little loyal blood it cost, 241:20,018[A ]| He grieves so$5#1$ many Britons should be lost, 241:20,019[A ]| Taking more pains when he beheld them yield 241:20,020[A ]| To$9$ save the fliers than to$9$ win the field; 241:20,021[A ]| And at the court his interest does employ 241:20,022[A ]| That$3$ none who$6#1$ escaped his fatal sword should die. 241:20,023[A ]| And now these rash bold men their error find 241:20,024[A ]| Not trusting one beyond his promise kind, 241:20,025[A ]| One whose great mind so$5#1$ bountiful and brave 241:20,026[A ]| Had learned the art to$9$ conquer and to$9$ save. 241:20,027[A ]| In$4$ vulgar breasts no$2$ royal virtues dwell, 241:20,028[A ]| Such deeds as these his high extraction tell 241:20,029[A ]| And give a secret joy to$4$ him that$6#1$ reigns 241:20,030[A ]| To$9$ see his blood triumph in$4$ Monmouth's veins; 241:20,031[A ]| To$9$ see a leader whom he got and chose, 241:20,032[A ]| Firm to$4$ his friends and fatal to$4$ his foes. 241:20,033[A ]| But, seeing envy, like$4$ the sun, does beat 241:20,034[A ]| With scorching rays on$4$ all that$6#1$ is high and great, 241:20,035[A ]| This, ill requited Monmouth, is the bough 241:20,036[A ]| The muses send to$9$ shade thy conquering brow. 241:20,037[A ]| Lampoons like$4$ squibs may make a present blaze 241:20,038[A ]| But time and thunder pay respect to$4$ bays. 241:20,039[A ]| Achilles' arms dazzle our present view 241:20,040[A ]| Kept by$4$ the muse as radiant and as new 241:20,041[A ]| As from the forge of Vulcan first they came, 241:20,042[A ]| Thousands of years are passed and they the same: 241:20,043[A ]| Such care she takes to$9$ pay desert to$4$ fame; 241:20,044[A ]| Than which$6#1$ no$2$ monarch for$4$ his crowns defence 241:20,045[A ]| Knows how to$9$ give a nobler recompense. 241:21,000[' ]| 241:21,001[A ]| Thus mourn the muses, on$4$ the hearse 241:21,002[A ]| Not strowing tears but lasting verse 241:21,003[A ]| Which$6#1$ to$9$ preserve the hero's name 241:21,004[A ]| They make him live again in$4$ fame. 241:21,005[A ]| Chloris in$4$ lines so$5#1$ like$4$ his own 241:21,006[A ]| Gives him so$5#1$ just and high renown 241:21,007[A ]| That$3$ she the afflicted world relieves 241:21,008[A ]| And shows that$3$ still in$4$ her he lives; 241:21,009[A ]| Her wit as graceful, great and good, 241:21,010[A ]| Allied in$4$ genius and in$4$ blood. 241:21,011[A ]| His loss supplied, now all our fears 241:21,012[A ]| Are that$3$ the nymph should melt in$4$ tears. 241:21,013[A ]| Then, fairest Chloris, comfort take 241:21,014[A ]| For$4$ his, your own and our sake 241:21,015[A ]| Lest his fair soul that$6#1$ lives in$4$ you 241:21,016[A ]| Should from the world forever go. 241:22,000[' ]| 241:22,000[' ]| 241:22,001[A ]| Amaze us not with that$6#2$ majestic frown, 241:22,002[A ]| But lay aside the greatness of your crown! 241:22,003[A ]| And for$4$ that$6#2$ look that$6#1$ does your people awe, 241:22,004[A ]| When in$4$ your throne and robes you give them law, 241:22,005[A ]| Lay it by$5$ here, and give a gentler smile, 241:22,006[A ]| Such as we see great Jove's in$4$ picture, while 241:22,007[A ]| He listens to$4$ Apollo's charming lyre, 241:22,008[A ]| Or judges of the songs he does inspire. 241:22,009[A ]| Comedians on$4$ the stage show all their skill, 241:22,010[A ]| And after do as love and fortune will$1$. 241:22,011[A ]| We are less careful, hid in$4$ this disguise; 241:22,012[A ]| In$4$ our own clothes, more serious and more wise. 241:22,013[A ]| Modest at home, upon$4$ the stage more bold, 241:22,014[A ]| We seem warm lovers, though our breasts be cold; 241:22,015[A ]| A fault committed here deserves no$2$ scorn, 241:22,016[A ]| If we act well the parts to$4$ which$6#1$ we are born. 241:23,000[' ]| 241:23,001[A ]| Scarce should we have the boldness to$9$ pretend 241:23,002[A ]| So$5#1$ long renowned a tragedy to$9$ mend, 241:23,003[A ]| Had not already some deserved your praise 241:23,004[A ]| With like$2$ attempt. Of all our elder plays, 241:23,005[A ]| This and Philaster have the loudest fame; 241:23,006[A ]| Great are their faults, and glorious is their flame. 241:23,007[A ]| In$4$ both our English genius is expressed: 241:23,008[A ]| Lofty and bold but negligently dressed. 241:23,009[A ]| Above our neighbour's our conceptions are, 241:23,010[A ]| But faultless writing is the effect of care. 241:23,011[A ]| Our lines reformed and not composed in$4$ haste, 241:23,012[A ]| Polished like$4$ marble would like$4$ marble last. 241:23,013[A ]| But as the present so$3$ the last age writ; 241:23,014[A ]| In$4$ both we find like$2$ negligence and wit. 241:23,015[A ]| Were we but less indulgent to$4$ our faults, 241:23,016[A ]| And patience had to$9$ cultivate our thoughts, 241:23,017[A ]| Our muse would flourish, and a nobler rage 241:23,018[A ]| Would honour this than did the Grecian stage. 241:23,019[A ]| Thus says our author, not content to$9$ see 241:23,020[A ]| That$3$ others write as carelessly as he; 241:23,021[A ]| Though he pretends not to$9$ make things complete, 241:23,022[A ]| Yet, to$9$ please you, he would have the poets sweat. 241:23,023[A ]| In$4$ this old play, what is new we have expressed 241:23,024[A ]| In$4$ rhyming verse, distinguished from the rest; 241:23,025[A ]| That$3$ as the Rhone its hasty way does make 241:23,026[A ]| (Not mingling waters) through Geneva's lake, 241:23,027[A ]| So$3$ having here the different styles in$4$ view, 241:23,028[A ]| You may compare the former with the new. 241:23,029[A ]| If we less rudely shall the knot untie, 241:23,030[A ]| Soften the rigour of the tragedy, 241:23,031[A ]| And yet preserve each person's character, 241:23,032[A ]| Then to$4$ the other this you may prefer. 241:23,033[A ]| It is left to$4$ you: the boxes and the pit, 241:23,034[A ]| Are sovereign judges of this sort of wit. 241:23,035[A ]| In$4$ other things the knowing artist may 241:23,036[A ]| Judge better than the people; but a play 241:23,037[A ]| (Made for$4$ delight, and for$4$ no$2$ other use) 241:23,038[A ]| If you approve it not, has no$2$ excuse. 241:24,000[' ]| 241:24,001[A ]| The fierce Melanthius was content, you see, 241:24,002[A ]| The king should live; be not more fierce than he; 241:24,003[A ]| Too long indulgent to$4$ so$5#1$ rude a time, 241:24,004[A ]| When love was held so$5#1$ capital a crime, 241:24,005[A ]| That$3$ a crowned head could no$2$ compassion find, 241:24,006[A ]| But died ~~ because the killer had been kind! 241:24,007[A ]| Nor is it less strange, such mighty wits as those 241:24,008[A ]| Should use a style in$4$ tragedy like$4$ prose. 241:24,009[A ]| Well-sounding verse, where princes tread the stage, 241:24,010[A ]| Should speak their virtue or describe their rage. 241:24,011[A ]| By$4$ the loud trumpet which$6#1$ our courage aids, 241:24,012[A ]| We learn that$6#2$ sound as well as sense persuades; 241:24,013[A ]| And verses are the potent charms we use 241:24,014[A ]| Heroic thoughts and virtue to$9$ infuse. 241:24,015[A ]| When next we act this tragedy again, 241:24,016[A ]| Unless you like$1$ the change, we shall be slain. 241:24,017[A ]| The innocent Aspasia's life or death, 241:24,018[A ]| Amintor's too, depends upon$4$ your breath. 241:24,019[A ]| Excess of love was heretofore the cause; 241:24,020[A ]| Now, if we die, it is want of your applause. 241:25,000[' ]| 241:25,000[' ]| 241:25,000[' ]| 241:25,001[A ]| 241:25,002[A ]| 241:25,003[A ]| 241:25,004[A ]| 241:25,005[A ]| 241:25,006[A ]| 241:25,007[A ]| 241:25,008[A ]| 241:25,009[A ]| 241:25,010[A ]| 241:25,011[A ]| 241:25,012[A ]| 241:25,013[A ]| 241:25,014[A ]| <(Neglected love) there could no salve be found.> 241:25,015[A ]| 241:25,016[A ]| 241:25,017[A ]| 241:25,018[A ]| 241:26,000[' ]| 241:26,001[A ]| Our guard upon$4$ the royal side! 241:26,002[A ]| On$4$ the reverse our beauty's pride! 241:26,003[A ]| Here we discern the frown and smile, 241:26,004[A ]| The force and glory of our isle. 241:26,005[A ]| In$4$ the rich medal both so$5#1$ like$4$ 241:26,006[A ]| Immortals stand, it seems antique; 241:26,007[A ]| Carved by$4$ some master when the bold 241:26,008[A ]| Greeks made their Jove descend in$4$ gold, 241:26,009[A ]| And Danae wondering at their shower, 241:26,010[A ]| Which$6#1$, falling stormed her brazen tower. 241:26,011[A ]| Britannia there, the fort in$4$ vain 241:26,012[A ]| Had battered been with golden rain; 241:26,013[A ]| Thunder itself had failed to$9$ pass; 241:26,014[A ]| Virtue is a stronger guard than brass. 241:27,000[' ]| 241:27,001[A ]| Not the brave Macedonian youth alone 241:27,002[A ]| But base Caligula when on$4$ the throne, 241:27,003[A ]| Boundless in$4$ power, would make himself a god 241:27,004[A ]| As if the world depended on$4$ his nod. 241:27,005[A ]| The Syrian king to$4$ beasts was headlong thrown 241:27,006[A ]| Before to$4$ himself he could be mortal known. 241:27,007[A ]| The meanest wretch if heaven should give him line 241:27,008[A ]| Would never stop till he were thought divine. 241:27,009[A ]| All might within discern the serpent's pride 241:27,010[A ]| If from ourselves ourselves did nothing hide. 241:27,011[A ]| Let the proud peacock his gay feathers spread 241:27,012[A ]| And woo the female to$4$ his painted bed; 241:27,013[A ]| Let winds and seas together rage and swell 241:27,014[A ]| This nature teaches and becomes them well. 241:27,015[A ]| Pride was not made for$4$ man: a conscious sense 241:27,016[A ]| Of guilt and folly and their consequence 241:27,017[A ]| Destroys the claim and to$4$ beholders tells 241:27,018[A ]| Here nothing but the shape of manhood dwells. 241:28,000[' ]| 241:28,001[A ]| Fade, flowers, fade, nature will$1$ have it so$5#2$: 241:28,002[A ]| It is but what we must in$4$ our autumn do: 241:28,003[A ]| And as your leaves lie quiet on$4$ the ground, 241:28,004[A ]| Their loss alone by$4$ those that$6#1$ loved them found, 241:28,005[A ]| So$3$ in$4$ the grave shall we as quiet lie 241:28,006[A ]| Missed by$4$ some few that$6#1$ loved our company. 241:28,007[A ]| But some, so$5#1$ like$5$ to$4$ thorns and nettles, live 241:28,008[A ]| That$3$ none for$4$ them can, when they perish, grieve. 241:29,000[' ]| 241:29,001[A ]| The modern Nimrod, with a safe delight 241:29,002[A ]| Pursuing beasts that$6#1$ save themselves by$4$ flight, 241:29,003[A ]| Grown proud and weary of his wonted game 241:29,004[A ]| Would Christians chase and sacrifice to$4$ fame. 241:29,005[A ]| A prince with eunuchs and the softer sex 241:29,006[A ]| Shut up$5$ so$5#1$ long would warlike nations vex, 241:29,007[A ]| Provoke the German and, neglecting heaven, 241:29,008[A ]| Forget the truce for$4$ which$6#1$ his oath was given. 241:29,009[A ]| His Grand Vizier presuming to$9$ invest 241:29,010[A ]| The chief imperial city of the west 241:29,011[A ]| With the first charge compelled in$4$ haste to$9$ rise 241:29,012[A ]| His treasure, tents, and cannon left a prize: 241:29,013[A ]| The standard lost and janizaries slain 241:29,014[A ]| Render the hopes he gave his master vain. 241:29,015[A ]| The flying Turks that$6#1$ bring the tidings home 241:29,016[A ]| Renew the memory of his father's doom, 241:29,017[A ]| And his guard murmurs, that$6#1$ so$5#1$ often brings 241:29,018[A ]| Down from the throne their unsuccessful kings. 241:29,019[A ]| The trembling sultan's forced to$9$ expiate 241:29,020[A ]| His own ill conduct by$4$ another's fate: 241:29,021[A ]| The grand Vizier, a tyrant though a slave, 241:29,022[A ]| A fair example to$4$ his master gave. 241:29,023[A ]| He bassas' heads to$9$ save his own made fly 241:29,024[A ]| And now the sultan to$9$ preserve must die. 241:29,025[A ]| The fatal bowstring was not in$4$ his thought 241:29,026[A ]| When breaking truce he so$5#1$ unjustly fought, 241:29,027[A ]| Made the worlds tremble with a numerous host 241:29,028[A ]| And of undoubted victory did boast: 241:29,029[A ]| Strangled he lies, yet seems to$9$ cry aloud 241:29,030[A ]| To$9$ warn the mighty and instruct the proud 241:29,031[A ]| That$3$ of the great neglecting to$9$ be just 241:29,032[A ]| Heaven in$4$ a moment makes an heap of dust. 241:29,033[A ]| The Turks so$5#1$ low, why should the Christians lose 241:29,034[A ]| Such an advantage of their barbarous foes, 241:29,035[A ]| Neglect their present ruin to$9$ complete 241:29,036[A ]| Before another Sulemain they get: 241:29,037[A ]| Too late they would with shame repenting dread 241:29,038[A ]| That$6#2$ numerous herd by$4$ such a lion led? 241:29,039[A ]| But sparing Turks, as if with rage possessed, 241:29,040[A ]| The Christians perish by$4$ themselves oppressed: 241:29,041[A ]| Cities and provinces so$5#1$ dearly won 241:29,042[A ]| That$3$ the victorious people are undone. 241:29,043[A ]| What angel shall descend to$9$ reconcile 241:29,044[A ]| The Christian states and end their guilty toil? 241:29,045[A ]| A prince more fit from heaven we can not ask 241:29,046[A ]| Than Britain's king for$4$ such a glorious task: 241:29,047[A ]| His dreadful navy, and his lovely mind 241:29,048[A ]| Gives him the fear and favour of mankind. 241:29,049[A ]| His warrant does the Christian faith defend 241:29,050[A ]| On$4$ that$6#2$ relying all their quarrels end. 241:29,051[A ]| The peace is signed and Britain does obtain 241:29,052[A ]| What Rome had sought from her fierce sons in$4$ vain. 241:29,053[A ]| In$4$ battles won fortune a part doth claim 241:29,054[A ]| And soldiers have their portion in$4$ the fame: 241:29,055[A ]| In$4$ this successful union we find 241:29,056[A ]| Only the triumph of a worthy mind. 241:29,057[A ]| It is all accomplished by$4$ his royal word 241:29,058[A ]| Without unsheathing the destructive sword; 241:29,059[A ]| Without a tax upon$4$ his subjects laid, 241:29,060[A ]| Their peace disturbed, their plenty or their trade, 241:29,061[A ]| And what can they to$4$ such a prince deny 241:29,062[A ]| With whose desires the greatest kings comply? 241:29,063[A ]| The arts of peace are not to$4$ him unknown, 241:29,064[A ]| This happy way he marched into a throne; 241:29,065[A ]| And we owe more to$4$ heaven than to$4$ the sword 241:29,066[A ]| The wished return of so$5#1$ benign a lord. 241:29,067[A ]| Charles by$4$ old Greece with a new freedom graced 241:29,068[A ]| Above her antique heroes shall be placed. 241:29,069[A ]| What Theseus did or Theban Hercules 241:29,070[A ]| Holds no$2$ compare with this victorious peace, 241:29,071[A ]| Which$6#1$ on$4$ the Turks shall greater honour gain 241:29,072[A ]| Than all their giants and their monsters slain. 241:29,073[A ]| Those are bold tales in$4$ fabulous ages told: 241:29,074[A ]| This glorious act the living do behold. 241:30,000[' ]| 241:30,000[' ]| 241:30,001[A ]| An early plant! which$6#1$ such a blossom bears 241:30,002[A ]| And shows a genius so$5#1$ beyond his years; 241:30,003[A ]| A judgement that$6#1$ could make so$5#1$ fair a choice; 241:30,004[A ]| So$5#1$ high a subject to$9$ employ his voice; 241:30,005[A ]| Still as it grows, how sweetly will$1$ he sing 241:30,006[A ]| The growing greatness of our matchless king. 241:31,000[' ]| 241:31,001[A ]| The Grecian muse has all their gods survived, 241:31,002[A ]| Nor Jove at us, nor Phoebus is arrived; 241:31,003[A ]| Frail deities, which$6#1$ first the poets made, 241:31,004[A ]| And then invoked to$9$ give their fancies aid. 241:31,005[A ]| Yet if they still divert us with their rage, 241:31,006[A ]| What may be hoped for$5$ in$4$ a better age, 241:31,007[A ]| When not from Helicon's imagined spring, 241:31,008[A ]| But sacred writ, we borrow what we sing. 241:31,009[A ]| This with the fabric of the world begun, 241:31,010[A ]| Elder than light and shall outlast the sun. 241:31,011[A ]| Before this oracle, like$4$ Dagon, all 241:31,012[A ]| The false pretenders, Delphos, Ammon, fall; 241:31,013[A ]| Long since despised and silent, they afford 241:31,014[A ]| Honour and triumph to$4$ the eternal word. 241:31,015[A ]| As late philosophy our globe has graced, 241:31,016[A ]| And rolling earth among the planets placed, 241:31,017[A ]| So$3$ has this book entitled us to$4$ heaven, 241:31,018[A ]| And rules to$9$ guide us to$4$ that$6#2$ mansion given; 241:31,019[A ]| And is our pledge for$4$ the great author's aid. 241:31,020[A ]| His power in$4$ nature's ample book we find, 241:31,021[A ]| But the less volume does express his mind. 241:31,022[A ]| This light unknown, bold Epicurus taught 241:31,023[A ]| That$3$ his blessed gods vouchsafe us not a thought, 241:31,024[A ]| But unconcerned let all below them slide, 241:31,025[A ]| As fortune does, or human wisdom, guide. 241:31,026[A ]| Religion thus removed, the sacred yoke, 241:31,027[A ]| And band of all society is broke. 241:31,028[A ]| What use of oaths, of promise, or of test, 241:31,029[A ]| Where men regard no$2$ god but interest? 241:31,030[A ]| What endless war would jealous nations tear, 241:31,031[A ]| If none above did witness what they swear? 241:31,032[A ]| Sad fate of unbelievers, and yet just, 241:31,033[A ]| Among themselves to$9$ find so$5#1$ little trust! 241:31,034[A ]| Were scripture silent, nature would proclaim, 241:31,035[A ]| Without a god our falsehood and our shame. 241:31,036[A ]| To$9$ know our thoughts the object of his eyes, 241:31,037[A ]| Is the first step towards being good or wise; 241:31,038[A ]| For$3$ though with judgement we on$4$ things reflect, 241:31,039[A ]| Our will$0$ determines, not our intellect. 241:31,040[A ]| Slaves to$4$ their passion, reason men employ 241:31,041[A ]| Only to$9$ compass what they would enjoy. 241:31,042[A ]| His fear to$9$ guard us from ourselves we need, 241:31,043[A ]| And sacred writ our reason does exceed; 241:31,044[A ]| For$3$ though heaven shows the glory of the lord, 241:31,045[A ]| Yet something shines more glorious in$4$ his word; 241:31,046[A ]| His mercy this (which$6#1$ all his work excels) 241:31,047[A ]| His tender kindness and compassion tells; 241:31,048[A ]| While we, informed by$4$ that$6#2$ celestial book, 241:31,049[A ]| Into the bowels of our maker look. 241:31,050[A ]| Love there revealed (which$6#1$ never shall have end, 241:31,051[A ]| Nor had beginning ) shall our song commend; 241:31,052[A ]| Describe itself, and warm us with that$6#2$ flame 241:31,053[A ]| Which$6#1$ first from heaven, to$9$ make us happy, came. 241:31,054[' ]| 241:31,055[A ]| The fear of hell, or aiming to$9$ be blessed, 241:31,056[A ]| Savours too much of private interest. 241:31,057[A ]| This moved not Moses, nor the zealous Paul, 241:31,058[A ]| Who$6#1$ for$4$ their friends abandoned soul and all; 241:31,059[A ]| A greater yet from heaven to$4$ hell descends, 241:31,060[A ]| To$9$ save, and make his enemies his friends. 241:31,061[A ]| What line of praise can fathom such a love, 241:31,062[A ]| Which$6#1$ reached the lowest bottom from above? 241:31,063[A ]| The royal prophet, that$6#1$ extended grace 241:31,064[A ]| From heaven to$4$ earth, measured but half that$6#2$ space. 241:31,065[A ]| The law was regnant, and confined his thought; 241:31,066[A ]| Hell was not conquered when that$6#2$ prophet wrote; 241:31,067[A ]| Heaven was scarce heard of until He came down, 241:31,068[A ]| To$9$ make the region where love triumphs known. 241:31,069[A ]| That$6#2$ early love of creatures yet unmade, 241:31,070[A ]| To$9$ frame the world the Almighty did persuade; 241:31,071[A ]| For$3$ love it was that$6#1$ first created light, 241:31,072[A ]| Moved on$4$ the waters, chased away the night 241:31,073[A ]| From the rude chaos, and bestowed new grace 241:31,074[A ]| On$4$ things disposed of to$4$ their proper place; 241:31,075[A ]| Some to$9$ rest here, and some to$9$ shine above; 241:31,076[A ]| Earth, sea, and heaven, were all the effects of love. 241:31,077[A ]| And love would be returned; but there was none 241:31,078[A ]| That$6#1$ to$4$ themselves or others yet were known; 241:31,079[A ]| The world a palace was without a guest, 241:31,080[A ]| Till one appears that$6#1$ must excel the rest; 241:31,081[A ]| One like$4$ the Author, whose capacious mind 241:31,082[A ]| Might, by$4$ the glorious work, the maker find; 241:31,083[A ]| Might measure heaven, and give each star a name; 241:31,084[A ]| With art and courage the rough ocean tame; 241:31,085[A ]| Over the globe with swelling sails might go, 241:31,086[A ]| And that$3$ it is round by$4$ his experience know; 241:31,087[A ]| Make strongest beasts obedient to$4$ his will$0$, 241:31,088[A ]| And serve his use the fertile earth to$9$ till. 241:31,089[A ]| When, by$4$ his word, God had accomplished all, 241:31,090[A ]| Man to$9$ create He did a council call; 241:31,091[A ]| Employed his hand to$9$ give the dust He took 241:31,092[A ]| A graceful figure, and majestic look; 241:31,093[A ]| With his own breath conveyed into his breast 241:31,094[A ]| Life, and a soul fit to$9$ command the rest; 241:31,095[A ]| Worthy alone to$9$ celebrate His name 241:31,096[A ]| For$4$ such a gift, and tell from whence it came. 241:31,097[A ]| Birds sing His praises in$4$ a wilder note, 241:31,098[A ]| But not with lasting numbers and with thought, 241:31,099[A ]| Man's great prerogative! but above all 241:31,100[A ]| His grace abounds in$4$ His new favourite's fall. 241:31,101[A ]| If he create, it is a world he makes; 241:31,102[A ]| If he be angry, the creation shakes; 241:31,103[A ]| From his just wrath our guilty parents fled; 241:31,104[A ]| He cursed the earth, but bruised the serpent's head. 241:31,105[A ]| Amidst the storm His bounty did exceed, 241:31,106[A ]| In$4$ the rich promise of the virgin's seed; 241:31,107[A ]| Though justice death, as satisfaction, craves, 241:31,108[A ]| Love finds a way to$9$ pluck us from our graves. 241:31,109[' ]| 241:31,110[A ]| Not willing terror should his image move; 241:31,111[A ]| He gives a pattern of eternal love; 241:31,112[A ]| His Son descends to$9$ treat a peace with those 241:31,113[A ]| Which$6#1$ were, and must have ever been, His foes. 241:31,114[A ]| Poor he became, and left his glorious seat 241:31,115[A ]| To$9$ make us humble and to$9$ make us great; 241:31,116[A ]| His business here was happiness to$9$ give 241:31,117[A ]| To$4$ those whose malice would not let Him live. 241:31,118[A ]| Legions of angels, which$6#1$ he might have used, 241:31,119[A ]| (For$4$ us resolved to$9$ perish) he refused; 241:31,120[A ]| While they stood ready to$9$ prevent His loss, 241:31,121[A ]| Love took him up$5$ and nailed him to$4$ the cross. 241:31,122[A ]| Immortal love! which$6#1$ in$4$ his bowels reigned, 241:31,123[A ]| That$3$ we might be by$4$ such great love constrained 241:31,124[A ]| To$9$ make return of love. Upon$4$ this pole 241:31,125[A ]| Our duty does, and our religion roll. 241:31,126[A ]| To$9$ love is to$9$ believe, to$9$ hope, to$9$ know; 241:31,127[A ]| It is an essay, a taste of heaven below! 241:31,128[A ]| He to$4$ proud potentates would not be known; 241:31,129[A ]| Of those that$6#1$ loved Him He was hid from none. 241:31,130[A ]| Till love appear we live in$4$ anxious doubt; 241:31,131[A ]| But smoke will$1$ vanish when the flame breaks out; 241:31,132[A ]| This is the fire that$6#1$ would consume our dross, 241:31,133[A ]| Refine and make us richer by$4$ the loss. 241:31,134[A ]| Could we forbear dispute, and practise love, 241:31,135[A ]| We should agree as angels do above. 241:31,136[A ]| Where love presides, not vice alone does find 241:31,137[A ]| No$2$ entrance there, but virtues stay behind; 241:31,138[A ]| Both faith, and hope, and all the meaner train 241:31,139[A ]| Of moral virtues at the door remain. 241:31,140[A ]| Love only enters as a native there, 241:31,141[A ]| For$3$, born in$4$ heaven, it does but sojourn here. 241:31,142[A ]| He that$6#1$ alone would wise and mighty be, 241:31,143[A ]| Commands that$3$ others love as well as He. 241:31,144[A ]| Love as He loved! How can we soar so$5#1$ high? 241:31,145[A ]| He can add wings when he commands to$9$ fly. 241:31,146[A ]| Nor should we be with his command dismayed; 241:31,147[A ]| He that$6#1$ examples gives, will$1$ give his aid; 241:31,148[A ]| For$3$ He took flesh, that$3$ where His precepts fail, 241:31,149[A ]| His practice as a pattern will$1$ prevail. 241:31,150[A ]| His love, at once, and dread, instruct our thought; 241:31,151[A ]| As man He suffered, and as God He taught. 241:31,152[A ]| Will$0$ for$4$ the deed he takes; we may with ease 241:31,153[A ]| Obedient be, for$3$ if we love we please. 241:31,154[A ]| Weak though we are, to$9$ love is no$2$ hard task, 241:31,155[A ]| And love for$4$ love is all that$6#1$ Heaven does ask. 241:31,156[A ]| Love! that$6#1$ would all men just and temperate make, 241:31,157[A ]| Kind to$4$ themselves, and others for$4$ his sake. 241:31,158[A ]| It is with our minds as with a fertile ground, 241:31,159[A ]| Wanting this love they must with weeds abound, 241:31,160[A ]| (Unruly passions) whose effects are worse 241:31,161[A ]| Than thorns and thistles springing from the curse. 241:31,162[' ]| 241:31,163[A ]| To$4$ glory man, or misery, is born, 241:31,164[A ]| Of his proud foe the envy, or the scorn; 241:31,165[A ]| Wretched he is, or happy, in$4$ extreme; 241:31,166[A ]| Base in$4$ himself, but great in$4$ heaven's esteem; 241:31,167[A ]| With love, of all created things the best; 241:31,168[A ]| Without it, more pernicious than the rest; 241:31,169[A ]| For$3$ greedy wolves unguarded sheep devour 241:31,170[A ]| But while their hunger lasts, and then give over; 241:31,171[A ]| Man's boundless avarice his wants exceeds, 241:31,172[A ]| And on$4$ his neighbours round about him feeds. 241:31,173[A ]| His pride and vain ambition are so$5#1$ vast, 241:31,174[A ]| That$3$, deluge-like, they lay whole nations waste. 241:31,175[A ]| Debauches and excess (though with less noise) 241:31,176[A ]| As great a portion of mankind destroys. 241:31,177[A ]| The beasts and monsters Hercules oppressed, 241:31,178[A ]| Might in$4$ that$6#2$ age some provinces infest; 241:31,179[A ]| These more destructive monsters are the bane 241:31,180[A ]| Of every age, and in$4$ all nations reign; 241:31,181[A ]| But soon would vanish, if the world were blessed 241:31,182[A ]| With sacred love, by$4$ which$6#1$ they are repressed. 241:31,183[A ]| Impendent death, and guilt that$6#1$ threatens hell, 241:31,184[A ]| Are dreadful guests, which$6#1$ here with mortals dwell; 241:31,185[A ]| And a vexed conscience, mingling with their joy 241:31,186[A ]| Thoughts of despair, does their whole life annoy; 241:31,187[A ]| But love appearing, all those terrors fly; 241:31,188[A ]| We live contented and contented die. 241:31,189[A ]| They in$4$ whose breast this sacred love has place, 241:31,190[A ]| Death as a passage to$4$ their joy embrace. 241:31,191[A ]| Clouds and thick vapours, which$6#1$ obscure the day, 241:31,192[A ]| The sun's victorious beams may chase away; 241:31,193[A ]| Those which$6#1$ our life corrupt and darken, love 241:31,194[A ]| (The nobler star) must from the soul remove. 241:31,195[A ]| Spots are observed in$4$ that$6#2$ which$6#1$ bounds the year; 241:31,196[A ]| This brighter sun moves in$4$ a boundless sphere; 241:31,197[A ]| Of heaven the joy, the glory, and the light, 241:31,198[A ]| Shines among angels, and admits no$2$ light. 241:31,199[' ]| 241:31,200[A ]| This Iron Age (so$5#1$ fraudulent and bold) 241:31,201[A ]| Touched with this love, would be an age of gold; 241:31,202[A ]| Not, as they feigned, that$3$ oaks should honey drop, 241:31,203[A ]| Or land neglected bear an unsown crop; 241:31,204[A ]| Love would make all things easy, safe and cheap; 241:31,205[A ]| None for$4$ himself would either sow or reap; 241:31,206[A ]| Our ready help, and mutual love, would yield 241:31,207[A ]| A nobler harvest than the richest field. 241:31,208[A ]| Famine and death, confined to$4$ certain parts, 241:31,209[A ]| Extended are by$4$ barrenness of hearts. 241:31,210[A ]| Some pine for$4$ want where others surfeit now; 241:31,211[A ]| But then we should the use of plenty know. 241:31,212[A ]| Love would betwixt the rich and needy stand, 241:31,213[A ]| And spread heaven's bounty with an equal hand; 241:31,214[A ]| At once the givers and receivers bless, 241:31,215[A ]| Increase their joy, and make their suffering less. 241:31,216[A ]| Who$6#1$ for$4$ himself no$2$ miracle would make, 241:31,217[A ]| Dispensed with several for$4$ the people's sake; 241:31,218[A ]| He that$6#1$, long fasting, would no$2$ wonder show, 241:31,219[A ]| Made loaves and fishes, as they ate them, grow. 241:31,220[A ]| Of all His power, which$6#1$ boundless was above, 241:31,221[A ]| Here He used none but to$9$ express His love; 241:31,222[A ]| And such a love would make our joy exceed, 241:31,223[A ]| Not when our own, but other mouths we feed. 241:31,224[A ]| Laws would be useless which$6#1$ rude nature awe; 241:31,225[A ]| Love, changing nature, would prevent the law; 241:31,226[A ]| Tigers and lions into dens we thrust, 241:31,227[A ]| But milder creatures with their freedom trust. 241:31,228[A ]| Devils are chained, and tremble; but the Spouse 241:31,229[A ]| No$2$ force but love, nor bond but bounty, knows. 241:31,230[A ]| Men (whom we now so$5#1$ fierce and dangerous see) 241:31,231[A ]| Would guardian angels to$4$ each other be; 241:31,232[A ]| Such wonders can this mighty love perform, 241:31,233[A ]| Vultures to$4$ doves, wolves into lambs transform! 241:31,234[A ]| Love what Isaiah prophesied can do, 241:31,235[A ]| Exalt the valleys, lay the mountains low, 241:31,236[A ]| Humble the lofty, the dejected raise, 241:31,237[A ]| Smooth and make straight our rough and crooked ways. 241:31,238[A ]| Love, strong as death, and like$4$ it levels all; 241:31,239[A ]| With that$6#2$ possessed, the great in$4$ title fall; 241:31,240[A ]| Themselves esteem but equal to$4$ the least, 241:31,241[A ]| Whom Heaven with that$6#2$ high character has blessed. 241:31,242[A ]| This love, the centre of our union, can 241:31,243[A ]| Alone bestow complete repose on$4$ man; 241:31,244[A ]| Tame his wild appetite, make inward peace, 241:31,245[A ]| And foreign strife among the nations cease. 241:31,246[A ]| No$2$ martial trumpet should disturb our rest, 241:31,247[A ]| Nor princes arm, though to$9$ subdue the East. 241:31,248[A ]| Where for$4$ the tomb so$5#1$ many heroes (taught 241:31,249[A ]| By$4$ those that$6#1$ guided their devotion) fought. 241:31,250[A ]| Thrice happy we, could we like$2$ ardour have 241:31,251[A ]| To$9$ gain His love, as they to$9$ win His grave! 241:31,252[A ]| Love as He loved! A love so$5#1$ unconfined, 241:31,253[A ]| With arms extended, would embrace mankind. 241:31,254[A ]| Self-love would cease, or be dilated, when 241:31,255[A ]| We should behold as many selves as men; 241:31,256[A ]| All of one family, in$4$ blood allied, 241:31,257[A ]| His precious blood, that$6#1$ for$4$ our ransom died. 241:31,258[' ]| 241:31,259[A ]| Though the creation (so$5#1$ divinely taught!) 241:31,260[A ]| Prints such a lively image on$4$ our thought, 241:31,261[A ]| That$3$ the first spark of new-created light, 241:31,262[A ]| From Chaos struck, affects our present sight; 241:31,263[A ]| Yet the first Christians did esteem more blessed 241:31,264[A ]| The day of rising, than the day of rest, 241:31,265[A ]| That$3$ every week might new occasion give, 241:31,266[A ]| To$9$ make His triumph in$4$ their memory live. 241:31,267[A ]| Then let our Muse compose a sacred charm, 241:31,268[A ]| To$9$ keep His blood among us ever warm, 241:31,269[A ]| And singing as the blessed do above, 241:31,270[A ]| With our last breath dilate this flame of love. 241:31,271[A ]| But on$4$ so$5#1$ vast a subject who$6#2$ can find 241:31,272[A ]| Words that$6#1$ may reach the Idea of his mind? 241:31,273[A ]| Our language fails; or, if it could supply, 241:31,274[A ]| What mortal thought can raise itself so$5#1$ high? 241:31,275[A ]| Despairing here, we might abandon art, 241:31,276[A ]| And only hope to$9$ have it in$4$ our heart. 241:31,277[A ]| But though we find this sacred task too hard, 241:31,278[A ]| Yet the design, the endeavour, brings reward, 241:31,279[A ]| The contemplation does suspend our woe, 241:31,280[A ]| And makes a truce with all the ills we know. 241:31,281[A ]| As Saul's afflicted spirit from the sound 241:31,282[A ]| Of David's harp, a present solace found; 241:31,283[A ]| So$3$, on$4$ this theme while we our Muse engage, 241:31,284[A ]| No$2$ wounds are felt, of fortune or of age. 241:31,285[A ]| On$4$ divine love to$9$ meditate is peace, 241:31,286[A ]| And makes all care of meaner things to$9$ cease. 241:31,287[A ]| Amazed at once, and comforted, to$9$ find 241:31,288[A ]| A boundless power so$5#1$ infinitely kind, 241:31,289[A ]| The soul contending to$4$ that$6#2$ light to$9$ fly 241:31,290[A ]| From her dark cell, we practise how to$9$ die; 241:31,291[A ]| Employing thus the poet's winged art, 241:31,292[A ]| To$9$ reach this love, and grave it in$4$ our heart. 241:31,293[A ]| Joy so$5#1$ complete, so$5#1$ solid, and severe, 241:31,294[A ]| Would leave no$2$ place for$4$ meaner pleasures there; 241:31,295[A ]| Pale they would look, as stars that$6#1$ must be gone, 241:31,296[A ]| When from the East the rising sun comes on$5$. 241:32,000[' ]| 241:32,000[' ]| 241:32,001[A ]| The fear of God is freedom joy, and peace, 241:32,002[A ]| And makes all ills that$6#1$ vex us here to$9$ cease. 241:32,003[A ]| Though the word fear some men may ill endure, 241:32,004[A ]| It is such a fear as only makes secure. 241:32,005[A ]| Ask of no$2$ angel to$9$ reveal thy fate; 241:32,006[A ]| Look in$4$ thy heart, the mirror of thy state. 241:32,007[A ]| He that$6#1$ invites will$1$ not the invited mock, 241:32,008[A ]| Opening to$4$ all that$6#1$ do in$4$ earnest knock. 241:32,009[A ]| Our hopes are all well-grounded on$4$ this fear; 241:32,010[A ]| All our assurance rolls upon$4$ that$6#2$ sphere. 241:32,011[A ]| This fear, that$6#1$ drives all other fears away, 241:32,012[A ]| Shall be my song, the morning of our day; 241:32,013[A ]| Where that$6#2$ fear is, there is nothing to$9$ be feared; 241:32,014[A ]| It brings from heaven an angel for$4$ a guard. 241:32,015[A ]| Tranquillity and peace this fear does give; 241:32,016[A ]| Hell gapes for$4$ those that$6#1$ do without it live. 241:32,017[A ]| It is a beam, which$6#1$ He on$4$ man lets fall, 241:32,018[A ]| Of light, by$4$ which$6#1$ He made and governs all. 241:32,019[A ]| It is God alone should not offended be; 241:32,020[A ]| But we please others, as more great than He. 241:32,021[A ]| For$4$ a good cause, the sufferings of man 241:32,022[A ]| May well be borne; it is more than angels can. 241:32,023[A ]| Man, since his fall, in$4$ no$2$ mean station rests, 241:32,024[A ]| Above the angels, or below the beasts. 241:32,025[A ]| He with true joy their hearts does only fill, 241:32,026[A ]| That$6#1$ thirst and hunger to$9$ perform His will$0$. 241:32,027[A ]| Others, though rich, shall in$4$ this world be vexed, 241:32,028[A ]| And sadly live in$4$ terror of the next. 241:32,029[A ]| The world's great conqueror would his point pursue, 241:32,030[A ]| And wept because he could not find a new; 241:32,031[A ]| Which$6#1$ had he done, yet still he would have cried, 241:32,032[A ]| To$9$ make him work until a third he spied. 241:32,033[A ]| Ambition, avarice, will$1$ nothing owe 241:32,034[A ]| To$4$ Heaven itself, unless it make them grow. 241:32,035[A ]| Though richly fed, man's care does still exceed; 241:32,036[A ]| Has but one mouth, yet would a thousand feed. 241:32,037[A ]| In$4$ wealth and honour, by$4$ such men possessed, 241:32,038[A ]| If increase not, there is found no$2$ rest. 241:32,039[A ]| All their delight is while their wish comes in$5$; 241:32,040[A ]| Sad when it stops, as there had nothing been. 241:32,041[A ]| It is strange men should neglect their present store, 241:32,042[A ]| And take no$2$ joy but in$4$ pursuing more; 241:32,043[A ]| No$7$! though arrived at all the world can aim; 241:32,044[A ]| This is the mark and glory of our frame, 241:32,045[A ]| A soul capacious of the Deity, 241:32,046[A ]| Nothing but He that$6#1$ made can satisfy. 241:32,047[A ]| A thousand worlds, if we with Him, compare, 241:32,048[A ]| Less than so$5#1$ many drops of water are. 241:32,049[A ]| Men take no$2$ pleasure but in$4$ new designs; 241:32,050[A ]| And what they hope for$4$, what they have outshines. 241:32,051[A ]| Our sheep and oxen seem no$2$ more to$9$ crave, 241:32,052[A ]| With full content feeding on$4$ what they have; 241:32,053[A ]| Vex not themselves for$4$ an increase of store, 241:32,054[A ]| But think tomorrow we shall give them more. 241:32,055[A ]| What we from day to$4$ day receive from Heaven, 241:32,056[A ]| They do from us expect it should be given. 241:32,057[A ]| We made them not, yet they on$4$ us rely, 241:32,058[A ]| More than vain men upon$4$ the Deity; 241:32,059[A ]| More beasts than they! that$6#1$ will$1$ not understand 241:32,060[A ]| That$3$ we are fed from His immediate hand. 241:32,061[A ]| Man, that$6#1$ in$4$ Him has being, moves, and lives, 241:32,062[A ]| What can he have, or use, but what He gives? 241:32,063[A ]| So$3$ that$3$ no$2$ bread can nourishment afford, 241:32,064[A ]| Or useful be without His sacred Word. 241:32,065[' ]| 241:32,066[A ]| Earth praises conquerors for$4$ shedding blood, 241:32,067[A ]| Heaven those that$6#1$ love their foes, and do them good. 241:32,068[A ]| It is terrestrial honour to$9$ be crowned 241:32,069[A ]| For$4$ strewing men, like$4$ rushes, on$4$ the ground. 241:32,070[A ]| True glory it is to$9$ rise above them all, 241:32,071[A ]| Without the advantage taken by$4$ their fall. 241:32,072[A ]| He that$6#1$ in$4$ sight diminishes mankind, 241:32,073[A ]| Does no$2$ addition to$4$ his stature find; 241:32,074[A ]| But he that$6#1$ does a noble nature show, 241:32,075[A ]| Obliging others, still does higher grow; 241:32,076[A ]| For$3$ virtue practised such a habit gives, 241:32,077[A ]| That$3$ among men he like$4$ an angel lives; 241:32,078[A ]| Humbly he doth, and without envy, dwell, 241:32,079[A ]| Loved and admired by$4$ those he does excel. 241:32,080[A ]| Fools anger show, which$6#1$ politicians hide; 241:32,081[A ]| Blessed with this fear, men let it not abide. 241:32,082[A ]| The humble man, when he receives a wrong, 241:32,083[A ]| Refers revenge to$4$ whom it doth belong; 241:32,084[A ]| Nor sees he reason why he should engage, 241:32,085[A ]| Or vex his spirit for$4$ another's rage. 241:32,086[A ]| Placed on$4$ a rock, vain men he pities, tossed 241:32,087[A ]| On$4$ raging waves, and in$4$ the tempest lost. 241:32,088[A ]| The rolling planets, and the glorious sun, 241:32,089[A ]| Still keep that$6#2$ order which$6#1$ they first begun; 241:32,090[A ]| They their first lesson constantly repeat, 241:32,091[A ]| Which$6#1$ their Creator as a law did set. 241:32,092[A ]| Above, below, exactly all obey; 241:32,093[A ]| But wretched men have found another way; 241:32,094[A ]| Knowledge of good and evil, as at first, 241:32,095[A ]| (That$6#2$ vain persuasion!) keeps them still accursed! 241:32,096[A ]| The sacred word refusing as a guide, 241:32,097[A ]| Slaves they become to$4$ luxury and pride. 241:32,098[A ]| As clocks, remaining in$4$ the skilful hand 241:32,099[A ]| Of some great master, at the figure stand, 241:32,100[A ]| But when abroad, neglected they do go, 241:32,101[A ]| At random strike, and the false hour do show; 241:32,102[A ]| So$3$ from our Maker wandering, we stray, 241:32,103[A ]| Like$4$ birds that$6#1$ know not to$4$ their nests the way. 241:32,104[A ]| In$4$ Him we dwelt before our exile here, 241:32,105[A ]| And may, returning, find contentment there: 241:32,106[A ]| True joy may find, perfection of delight, 241:32,107[A ]| Behold his face, and shun eternal night. 241:32,108[A ]| Silence, my muse! make not these jewels cheap, 241:32,109[A ]| Exposing to$4$ the world too large a heap. 241:32,110[A ]| Of all we read, the sacred writ is best, 241:32,111[A ]| Where great truths are in$4$ fewest words expressed. 241:32,112[A ]| Wrestling with death, these lines I did indite; 241:32,113[A ]| No$2$ other theme could give my soul delight. 241:32,114[A ]| Oh that$3$ my youth had thus employed my pen! 241:32,115[A ]| Or that$3$ I now could write as well as then! 241:32,116[A ]| But it is of grace, if sickness, age, and pain, 241:32,117[A ]| Are felt as throes, when we are born again; 241:32,118[A ]| Timely they come to$9$ wean us from this earth, 241:32,119[A ]| As pangs that$6#1$ wait upon$4$ a second birth. 241:33,000[' ]| 241:33,000[' ]| 241:33,000[' ]| 241:33,001[A ]| Poets we prize when in$4$ their works we find 241:33,002[A ]| Some great employment of a worthy mind. 241:33,003[A ]| Angels have been inquisitive to$9$ know 241:33,004[A ]| The secret which$6#1$ this oracle does show. 241:33,005[A ]| What was to$9$ come, Isaiah did declare, 241:33,006[A ]| Which$6#1$ she describes as if she had been there; 241:33,007[A ]| Had seen the wounds, which$6#1$, to$4$ the reader's view, 241:33,008[A ]| She draws so$5#1$ lively that$3$ they bleed anew. 241:33,009[A ]| As ivy thrives which$6#1$ on$4$ the oak takes hold, 241:33,010[A ]| So$3$, with the prophet's, may her lines grow old! 241:33,011[A ]| If they should die, who$6#1$ can the world forgive, 241:33,012[A ]| (Such pious lines!) when wanton Sappho's live? 241:33,013[A ]| Who$6#1$ with His breath His image did inspire, 241:33,014[A ]| Expects it should foment a nobler fire; 241:33,015[A ]| Not love which$6#1$ brutes as well as men may know, 241:33,016[A ]| But love like$4$ His, to$4$ whom that$6#2$ breath we owe. 241:33,017[A ]| Verse so$5#2$ designed, on$4$ that$6#2$ high subject wrote, 241:33,018[A ]| Is the perfection of an ardent thought. 241:33,019[A ]| The smoke which$6#1$ we from burning incense raise, 241:33,020[A ]| When we complete the sacrifice of praise. 241:33,021[A ]| In$4$ boundless verse the fancy soars too high 241:33,022[A ]| For$4$ any object but the Deity, 241:33,023[A ]| What mortal can with Heaven pretend to$9$ share 241:33,024[A ]| In$4$ the superlatives of wise and fair? 241:33,025[A ]| A meaner subject when with these we grace, 241:33,026[A ]| A giant's habit on$4$ a dwarf we place. 241:33,027[A ]| Sacred should be the product of our Muse, 241:33,028[A ]| Like$4$ that$6#2$ sweet oil, above all private use, 241:33,029[A ]| On$4$ pain of death forbidden to$9$ be made, 241:33,030[A ]| But when it should be on$4$ the altar laid. 241:33,031[A ]| Verse shows a rich inestimable vein 241:33,032[A ]| When, dropped from heaven, it is thither sent again. 241:33,033[A ]| Of bounty it is that$3$ he admits our praise, 241:33,034[A ]| Which$6#1$ does not him, but us that$6#1$ yield it raise. 241:33,035[A ]| For$3$ as that$6#2$ angel up$5$ to$4$ heaven did rise, 241:33,036[A ]| Born on$4$ the flame of Manoah's sacrifice, 241:33,037[A ]| So$3$, winged with praise, we penetrate the sky, 241:33,038[A ]| Teach clouds and stars to$9$ praise him as we fly; 241:33,039[A ]| The whole creation, by$4$ our fall made groan, 241:33,040[A ]| His praise to$9$ echo and suspend their moan. 241:33,041[A ]| For$4$ that$3$ he reigns, all creatures should rejoice, 241:33,042[A ]| And we with songs supply their want of voice. 241:33,043[A ]| The church triumphant and the church below 241:33,044[A ]| In$4$ songs of praise their present union show: 241:33,045[A ]| Their joys are full, our expectation long: 241:33,046[A ]| In$4$ life we differ but we join in$4$ song. 241:33,047[A ]| Angels and we, assisted by$4$ this art, 241:33,048[A ]| May sing together, though we dwell apart. 241:33,049[A ]| Thus we reach heaven while vainer poems must 241:33,050[A ]| No$2$ higher rise than winds may lift the dust. 241:33,051[A ]| From that$6#2$ they spring; this from his breath that$6#1$ gave 241:33,052[A ]| To$4$ the first dust the immortal soul we have: 241:33,053[A ]| His praise well sung, our great endeavour here, 241:33,054[A ]| Shakes off the dust and makes that$6#2$ breath appear. 241:33,055[' ]| 241:33,056[A ]| He that$6#1$ did first this way of writing grace 241:33,057[A ]| Conversed with the almighty face to$4$ face. 241:33,058[A ]| Wonders he did in$4$ sacred verse unfold 241:33,059[A ]| When he had more than eighty winters told: 241:33,060[A ]| The writer feels no$2$ dire effects of age, 241:33,061[A ]| Nor verse that$6#1$ flows from so$5#1$ divine a rage. 241:33,062[A ]| Eldest of poets, he beheld the light, 241:33,063[A ]| When first it triumphed over eternal night; 241:33,064[A ]| Chaos he saw, and could distinctly tell 241:33,065[A ]| How that$6#2$ confusion into order fell: 241:33,066[A ]| As if consulted with, he has expressed 241:33,067[A ]| The work of the creator and his rest: 241:33,068[A ]| How the flood drowned the first offending race 241:33,069[A ]| Which$6#1$ might the figure of our globe deface; 241:33,070[A ]| For$3$ new made earth, so$5#1$ even and so$5#1$ fair, 241:33,071[A ]| Less equal now uncertain makes the air; 241:33,072[A ]| Surprised with heat and unexpected cold, 241:33,073[A ]| Early distempers make our youth look old: 241:33,074[A ]| Our days so$5#1$ evil, and so$5#1$ few, may tell 241:33,075[A ]| That$3$ on$4$ the ruins of that$6#2$ world we dwell. 241:33,076[A ]| Strong as the oaks that$6#1$ nourished them and high, 241:33,077[A ]| That$6#2$ long lived race did on$4$ their force rely, 241:33,078[A ]| Neglecting heaven: but we, of shorter date, 241:33,079[A ]| Should be more mindful of impendant fate. 241:33,080[A ]| To$4$ worms that$6#1$ crawl upon$4$ this rubbish here, 241:33,081[A ]| This span of life may yet too long appear: 241:33,082[A ]| Enough to$9$ humble, and to$9$ make us great, 241:33,083[A ]| If it prepare us for$4$ a noble seat. 241:33,084[A ]| Which$6#1$, well observing, he in$4$ numerous lines 241:33,085[A ]| Taught wretched man how fast his life declines: 241:33,086[A ]| In$4$ whom he dwelt before the world was made 241:33,087[A ]| And may again retire, when that$6#2$ shall fade. 241:33,088[A ]| The lasting Iliads have not lived so$5#1$ long 241:33,089[A ]| As his and Deborah's triumphant song. 241:33,090[A ]| Delphos unknown, no$2$ muse could them inspire 241:33,091[A ]| But that$6#2$ which$6#1$ governs the celestial choir. 241:33,092[A ]| Heaven to$4$ the pious did this art reveal 241:33,093[A ]| And from their store succeeding poets steal. 241:33,094[A ]| Homer's Scamander for$4$ the Trojans fought 241:33,095[A ]| And swelled so$5#1$ high, by$4$ her old Kishbon taught. 241:33,096[A ]| His river scarce could fierce Achilles stay; 241:33,097[A ]| Hers more successful swept her foes away. 241:33,098[A ]| The host of heaven, his Phoebus and his Mars, 241:33,099[A ]| He arms instructed by$4$ her fighting stars. 241:33,100[A ]| She led them all against the common foe; 241:33,101[A ]| But he, misled by$4$ what he saw below, 241:33,102[A ]| The powers above, like$4$ wretched men, divides 241:33,103[A ]| And breaks their union into different sides. 241:33,104[A ]| Noblest parts which$6#1$ in$4$ his heroes shine 241:33,105[A ]| May be but copies of that$6#2$ heroine: 241:33,106[A ]| Homer himself, and Agamemnon, she 241:33,107[A ]| The writer could and the commander be. 241:33,108[A ]| Truth she relates in$4$ a sublimer strain 241:33,109[A ]| Than all the tales the boldest Greek could feign: 241:33,110[A ]| For$3$ what she sung that$6#2$ spirit did indite 241:33,111[A ]| Which$6#1$ gave her courage and success in$4$ fight. 241:33,112[A ]| A double garland crowns the matchless dame: 241:33,113[A ]| From heaven her poem and her conquest came. 241:33,114[A ]| Though of the Jews she merit most esteem, 241:33,115[A ]| Yet here the Christian has the greater theme. 241:33,116[A ]| Her martial song describes how Sisera fell, 241:33,117[A ]| This sings our triumph over death and hell. 241:33,118[A ]| The rising light employed the sacred breath 241:33,119[A ]| Of the blest virgin Elizabeth 241:33,120[A ]| In$4$ songs of joy: the angels sung his birth; 241:33,121[A ]| Here, how he treated was upon$4$ the earth, 241:33,122[A ]| Trembling we read; the affliction and the scorn, 241:33,123[A ]| Which$6#1$ for$4$ our guilt so$5#1$ patiently was born. 241:33,124[A ]| Conception, birth and suffering all belong, 241:33,125[A ]| Though various parts, to$4$ one celestial song: 241:33,126[A ]| And she, well using so$5#1$ divine an art, 241:33,127[A ]| Has in$4$ this consort sung the tragic part. 241:33,128[A ]| As Hannah's seed was vowed to$4$ sacred use, 241:33,129[A ]| So$3$ here this lady consecrates her muse. 241:33,130[A ]| With like$2$ reward may heaven her bed adorn 241:33,131[A ]| With fruit as fair as by$4$ her muse is born. 241:34,000[' ]| 241:34,001[A ]| Silence, you winds, listen ethereal lights, 241:34,002[A ]| While our Urania sings what heaven indites: 241:34,003[A ]| The numbers are the nymph's, but from above 241:34,004[A ]| Descends the pledge of that$6#2$ eternal love. 241:34,005[A ]| Here wretched mortals have not leave alone, 241:34,006[A ]| But are instructed to$9$ approach his throne; 241:34,007[A ]| And how can he to$4$ miserable men 241:34,008[A ]| Deny requests which$6#1$ his own hand did pen? 241:34,009[A ]| In$4$ the evangelists we find the prose 241:34,010[A ]| Which$6#1$ paraphrased by$4$ her a poem grows; 241:34,011[A ]| A devout rapture, so$5#1$ divine a hymn, 241:34,012[A ]| It may become the highest seraphim; 241:34,013[A ]| For$3$ they like$4$ her in$4$ that$6#2$ celestial choir 241:34,014[A ]| Sing only what the spirit does inspire. 241:34,015[A ]| Taught by$4$ our lord and theirs, with us they may 241:34,016[A ]| For$4$ all, but pardon for$4$ offences, pray. 241:35,000[' ]| 241:35,000[' ]| 241:35,001[A ]| His sacred name, with reverence profound 241:35,002[A ]| Should mentioned be and trembling at the sound: 241:35,003[A ]| It was Jehovah, it is our father now, 241:35,004[A ]| So$5#1$ low to$4$ us does heaven vouchsafe to$9$ bow: 241:35,005[A ]| He brought it down that$6#1$ taught us how to$9$ pray, 241:35,006[A ]| And did so$5#1$ dearly for$4$ our ransom pay. 241:35,007[A ]| His kingdom come: for$4$ this we pray in$4$ vain, 241:35,008[A ]| Unless he does in$4$ our affections reign. 241:35,009[A ]| Absurd it were to$9$ wish for$4$ such a king 241:35,010[A ]| And not obedience to$4$ his sceptre bring; 241:35,011[A ]| Whose yoke is easy and his burthen light, 241:35,012[A ]| His service freedom and his judgements right. 241:35,013[A ]| His will$0$ be done: in$4$ fact it is always done, 241:35,014[A ]| But as in$4$ heaven it must be made our own: 241:35,015[A ]| His will$0$ should all our inclination sway.. 241:35,016[A ]| Whom nature and the universe obey. 241:35,017[A ]| Happy the man whose wishes are confined 241:35,018[A ]| To$4$ what has been eternally designed; 241:35,019[A ]| Referring all to$4$ his paternal care 241:35,020[A ]| To$4$ whom more dear than to$4$ ourselves we are. 241:35,021[A ]| It is not what our avarice hoards up$5$; 241:35,022[A ]| It is he that$6#1$ feeds us and that$6#1$ fills our cup: 241:35,023[A ]| Like$4$ new-born babes, depending on$4$ the breast 241:35,024[A ]| From day to$4$ day we on$4$ his bounty feast. 241:35,025[A ]| Nor should the soul expect above a day 241:35,026[A ]| To$9$ dwell in$4$ her frail tenement of clay: 241:35,027[A ]| The setting sun should seem to$9$ bound our race 241:35,028[A ]| And the new day a gift of special grace. 241:35,029[A ]| That$3$ he should all our trespasses forgive 241:35,030[A ]| While we in$4$ hatred with our neighbours live, 241:35,031[A ]| Though so$5#2$ to$9$ pray may seem an easy task, 241:35,032[A ]| We curse ourselves when, thus inclined, we ask: 241:35,033[A ]| This prayer to$9$ use, we ought with equal care 241:35,034[A ]| Our souls as to$4$ the sacrament prepare. 241:35,035[A ]| The noblest worship of the power above 241:35,036[A ]| Is to$9$ extol and imitate his love: 241:35,037[A ]| Not to$9$ forgive our enemies alone, 241:35,038[A ]| But use our bounty that$3$ they may be won. 241:35,039[A ]| Guard us from all temptations of the foe 241:35,040[A ]| And those we may in$4$ several stations know. 241:35,041[A ]| The rich and poor in$4$ slippery places stand: 241:35,042[A ]| Give us enough but with a sparing hand; 241:35,043[A ]| Not ill persuading want nor wanton wealth 241:35,044[A ]| But what proportioned is to$4$ life and health. 241:35,045[A ]| For$3$ not the dead but living sing thy praise, 241:35,046[A ]| Exalt thy kingdom and thy glory raise. 241:36,000[' ]| 241:36,001[A ]| When we for$4$ age could neither read nor write, 241:36,002[A ]| The subject made us able to$9$ indite, 241:36,003[A ]| The soul with nobler resolutions decked. 241:36,004[A ]| The body stooping, does herself erect: 241:36,005[A ]| No$2$ mortal parts are requisite to$9$ raise 241:36,006[A ]| Her that$6#1$ unbodied can her maker praise. 241:36,007[A ]| The seas are quiet when the winds give over: 241:36,008[A ]| So$5#1$ calm are we when passions are no$2$ more. 241:36,009[A ]| For$3$ then we know how vain it was to$9$ boast 241:36,010[A ]| Of fleeting things, so$5#1$ certain to$9$ be lost. 241:36,011[A ]| Clouds of affection from our younger eyes 241:36,012[A ]| Conceal that$6#2$ emptiness which$6#1$ age descries. 241:36,013[A ]| The soul's dark cottage, battered and decayed, 241:36,014[A ]| Lets in$5$ new light through chinks that$6#1$ time has made. 241:36,015[A ]| Stronger by$4$ weakness, wiser men become 241:36,016[A ]| As they draw near to$4$ their eternal home. 241:36,017[A ]| Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view 241:36,018[A ]| That$6#1$ stand upon$4$ the threshold of the new.