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Thou, and thy sons, thou would'st not threaten Till they to number and fix'd rules were brought still;

By the Eternal Mind's poetic thought. Thy trembling tongue would stop against thy Water and air he for the tenor chose, will.

Earth made the bass, the treble flame arose : Then shall thine head fix'd in curst temples be, To th’active Moon a quick brisk stroke he gave, And all their foolish gods shall laugh at thee. | To Saturn's string, a touch more soft and grave. That hand, which now on David's life would prey, The motions straight, and round, and swift, and Shall then turn just, and its own master slay;

slow, He whom thou hat'st, on thy lov'd throne shall | And short, and long, were mix'd and woven som sit,

Did in such artful figures smoothly fall And expiate the disgrace thou dost to it.

As made this decent-measur'd dance of all. Haste then; tell David what his king has And this is music: soumds that charm our ears, sworn,

Are but one dressing that rich Science wears. Tell him whose blood must paint this rising Though no man hear't, though no man it remorn;

Yet will there still be music in my verse ; (hearse Yet bid him go securely, when he sends;

In this great world so much of it we see, 'Tis Saul that is his foe, and We his friends; The lesser, man, is all o'er harmony; The man who has his God, no aid can lack, Sturehouse of all proportions ! single quire! And We, who bid him go, will bring him Which first God's breath did tunefully inspire ! back."

From hence blest music's heavenly charms arise, He spoke; the Heavens seem'd decently to From sympathy, which them and man allies. bow,

Thus they our souls, thus they our bodies win, With all their bright inhabitants; and now Not by their force, but party that's within : The jocund spheres began again to play,

Thus the strange cure, on our spilt blood apply'd, Again each spirit sung Halleluia;

Sympathy to the distant wound does guide: Only that angel was straight gone : even so Thus, when two brethren-strings are set alike, (But not so swift) the morning-glories flow

To move them both, but one of them we strike: At once from the bright Sun, and strike the Thus David's lyre did Saul's wild rage control, ground;

| And tund the harsh disorders of his soul. So winged lightning the soft air does wound. Slow Time admires, and knows not what to ' "WHEN Israel was from bondage led, call

Led by th’ Almighty's hand The motion, having no account so small.

From out a foreign land, So flew this angel, till to David's bed

| The great sea beheld, and fled, He came, and thus his sacred message said:

| As men pursued, when that fear past they find, Awake, young man, hear what thy king | Stop on some higher ground to look behind; has sworn ;

So, whilst through wondrous ways He swore thy blood should paint this rising

I The sacred army went, moid :

The waves afar stood up to gaze,
Yet to him go securely, when he sends ;

And their own rocks did represent,
'Tis Saul that is your foe, and God yonr friends : | Solid as waters are above the firmament.
The man who has his God, no aid can lack;
And he who bids thee go, will bring thee back."

« Old Jordan's waters to their spring Up leap'd Jessides, and did round him stare,

Start back with sudden fright; But could see nought ; for nought was left but

The spring amaz’d at sight, air:

Asks what news from sea they bring. (side Whilst this great vision labours in his thought,

| The mountains shook; and to the mountains' Lo! the short prophecy t'effect is brought :

The little hills leap'd round, themselves to hide; In treacherous haste he's sent for to the king

As young affrighted lambs, And with him bid his charmful lyre to bring.

When they aught dreadful spy, The king, they say, lies raging in a fit,

Run trembling to their helpless dams: Which does no cure but sacred tunes admit;

The mighty sea and river by

[By. And true it was, soft music did appease

Were glad, for their excuse to see the hills too Th’ obscure fantastic rage of Saul's disease.

“ What ail'd the mighty sea tu flee? Tell me, oh Muse! (for thou, or none, const Or why did Jordan's tide tell,

Back to his fountain glide ? The mystic powers that in blest numbers dwell; Jordan's tide what ajled thec? fshake ? Thou their great nature know'st, nor is it fit Why leap'd the hills? why did the mountains Tbis noblest gem of thine own crown t' omit) What ail'd them, their fix'd natures to forsake? Tell me from whence these heavenly charms Fly where thou wilt, O sea ! arise ;

[spise ! And Jordan's current cease! Teach the dull world t' admire what they de Jordan, there is no need of thee; As first a various unform'd hint we find

For at God's word, whene'er he please, Rise in some godlike poet's fertile mind,

The rocks shall weep new waters forth instead Till all the parts and words their places take,

of these." And with just marches verse and music make : Such was God's poem, this world's new essay; THUS sung the great Musician to his lyre ; So wild and rude in its first draught it lay ; And Saul's black rage Crew softly to retire ; Th'ungovern'd parts no correspondence knew, But Envy's serpent still with him remain'd, An artless war from thwarting motions grew; And the wise charmer's he. It! ful voice disdain'd,

Th’unthankful king, card truly of his fit, | In quiet then?” said she, “ will they not give
Seems to lie drown'd and buried still in it; | That freedom, who so fear lest he should live?
From his past madness draws this wicked use, Ev'n Fate does with your cruelty conspire,
To sin disguis'd, and murder with excuse : And spares your guilt, yet does what you desire.
For, whilst the fearless youth his cure pursues, Must he not live? for that ye need not sin;
And the soft med'cine with kind art renews, My much-wrong'd husband speechless lies
The barbarous patient casts at him his spear,

within, (The usual sceptre that rough hand did bear) And has too little left of vital breath Casts it with violent strength ; but into th' To know his murderers, or to feel his death. room

One hour will do your work An arm more strong and sure than his was Here her well govern'd tears dropp'd down acome;

pace: An Angel, whose unseen and easy might

Beauty and sorrow mingled in one face Put-by the weapon, and misled it right.

Has such resistless charms, that they believe, How vain man's power is ! unless God cominand, And an unwilling aptness find to grieve The weapon disobeys his master's hand; At what they came for. A pale statue's head, Happy was now the errour of the blow;

In linen wrapp'd, appear'd on David's bed; At Gilboa it will not serve him so.

Two servants mournful stand, and silent, by, One would have thought, Saul's sudden rage And on the table med'cinal relics lie; t' have seen,

In the close room a well-plac'd taper's light He had himself by David wounded been;

Adds a becoming horrour to the sight: He scorn'd to leave what he did ill begin,

And for th'impression God prepar'd their sense ; And thought his honour now engag'd i' th’sin; They saw, believ'd all this, and parted thence. A bloody troop of his own guards he sends How vain attempts Saul's unblest anger tries, (Slaves to his will, and falsely call'd his friends) By his own hands deceiv'd, and servant's eyes ! To mend his errour by a surer blow;

" It cannot be,” said he, “ no, can it? shall So Saul ordain'd, but God ordain'd not so. Our great ten-thousand-slayer idly fall ? Home flies the prince, and to his trembling wife | The silly rout thinks God protects him still; Relates the new-past hazard of his life;

But God, alas! guards not the bad from ill. Which she with decent passion hears him tell; Oh may he guard him! may his members be For not her own fair eyes she lov'd so well. In as full strength and well-set harmony, Upon their palace-top, beneath a row

As the fresh body of the first-made man
Of lemon-trees—which there did proudly grow, Ere sin, or sin's just meed, disease, began !
And with bright stores of golden fruit repay

He will be else too small for our vast hate; The light they drank from the Sun's neighbour- | And we must share in our revenge with Fate. ing ray,

No; let us have him whole; we else may seem (A small, but artful Paradise) they walk’d, To 'ave snatch'd away but some few days from And hand in hand sad gentle things they talk'd.

him, Here Michal first an armed troop espies

And cut that thread which would have dropp'd in (So faithful and so quick are loving eyes!)

two; Which march'd, and often glister'd through a Will our great anger learn to stoop so low? wood,

I know it cannot, will not ; him we prize That on right-hand of her fair palace stood;

Of our just wrath the solemn sacrifice, She saw them; and cry'd out, “They're come

That must not blemish'd be; let him remain to kill

Secure, and grow up to our stroke again : My dearest lord; Saul's spear pursues thee

Twill be some pleasure then to take his breath, still.

When he shall strive and wrestle with his death ; Behold his wicked guards ! haste quickly, fly!

| Go, let him live- And yet shall I then stay For Heaven's sake, haste! my dear lord, do So long? good and great actions hate delay. not die!

Some foolish piety perhaps, or he Ah, cruel father! whose ill-natur'd rage

That has been still mine honour's enemy, Neither thy worth, nor marriage, can assuage !

Samuel, may change or cross my just intent, Will he part those he join'd so late before ?

And I this formal pity soon repent : Were the two-hundred foreskins worth no more?

Besides, Fate gives him me, and whispers this, He shall not part us ;" (then she wept between)

That he can fiy no more, if we should miss. At yonder window thou may'st 'scape unseen;

Miss! can we miss again? Go bring him straight, This hand shall let thce down! stay not, but Though gasping out his soul; if the wish'd date haste;

Of his accursed life be almost past, 'Tis not my use to send thee hence so fast." Some joy 'twill be to see him breathe his last.” “ Best of all women !” he replies--and this

The troopreturn'd, of their short virtue ashain'd, Sarce spoke, she stops his answer with a kiss; Saul's courage prais'd, and their own weakness “ Throw not away,” said she, “ thy precious

blam'd; breath;

But when the pious fraud they understood, Thou stay'st too long within the reach of death.” Scarce the respect due to Saul's sacred blood, Timely he obeys her wise advice; and straight Due to the sacred beauty in it reign'd, To unjust force sh'opposes just deceit:

From Michal's murder their wild rage restrain'd. She meets the murderers with a virtuous lye,

She alleg'd the holiest chains that bind a wife, And good dissembling tears. " May he not die Duty and love; she alleg'd that her own life,

VOL. VII.

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Had she refus'd that safety to her lord,

| The schools, built round and higher, at the end Would have incurr'd just danger from his sword. With their fair circle did this side extend ; Now was Saul's wrath full-grown; he takes no To which their synagogue, on th’ other side, rest;

And to the ball their library reply'd, A violent flame rolls in his troubled breast, . | The midst towards their large gardens open lay, And in fierce lightning from his eye does break; To admit the joys of spring and early day. Not his own favourites and best friends dare l'th' library a few choice authors stood; (good; speak,

Yet 'twas well-stord, for that small store was Or look on him; but, mute and trembling, all Writing, man's spiritual physic, was not then Fear where this cloud will burst, and thunder fall. | Itself, as now, grown a disease of men. So, when the pride and terrour of the wood, Learning, (Foung virgin) but few suitors knew; A lion, prick'd with rage and want of food, The common prostitute she lately grew, Espies out from afar some well-fed beast, And with her spurious blood loads now the press; And brusties up, preparing for his feast;

Laborious efects of idleness! If that by swiftness 'scape his gaping jaws, Here all the various forms one might behold His bloody eyes ho hurls round, his sharp paws How letters sav'd themselves from death of old; Tear up the ground; then runs he wild about, Some pajufully engrar'd in thin-wrought plates; Lashing his angry tail, and roaring out ;

Some cut in wood, some lightlier trac'd on slates; Beasts creep into their dens, and tremble there; Some drawn on fair palm-lcaves, with short-liv'd Trees, though no wind stirring, shake with fear; Had not their friend the cedar lent his oil : [toil, Silence and horrour fill the place around;

Some wrought in silks, some writ in tender barks; Echo itself dares scarce repeat the sound.

Some the sharp style in waxen tables ma ks; Midst a large wood, that joins fair Rama's Some in beasts' skins, and some in Biblos' reed; town

Both new rude arts, which age and growth did (The neighbourhood fair Rama's chief renown)

need. A college stands, where at great prophets' feet The schools were painted well with useful skill ; The prophets' sons with silent diligence meet; | Stars, maps, and stories, the leain'd wall did fill. By Samuel built, and moderately endow'd, | Wise wholesome proverbs mix'd around the room, Yet more to his liberal tongue than hands they Some writ, and in Egyptian figures some.

Here all the noblest wits of men inspir'd, There himself taught, and his bless'd voice to From Earth's slight joys, and worthless toils;

retir'd Teachers themselves lay proud beneath him (Whom Samuel's fame and bounty thither lead) there.

| Each day by turns their solid knowledge read. The house was a large square, but plain and low; The course and power of stars great Nathan Wise Nature's use Art strove not to outgo: An inward square by well-rang'd trees was made; | And home to man those distant wonders brought; And, midst the friendly cover of their shade, How tow'rd both poles the Sun's fix'd journey A pure, well-tasted, wholesome fountain rose;

bends, Which no vain cost of marble did enclose; And how the year his crooked walk attends ; Nor through carv'd shapes did the forc'd waters By wbat just steps the wandering lights advance, pass,

And what eternal measures guide their dance : Shapes gazing on themsclves i'th' liquid glass; } Himself a prophet; but his lectures show'd Yet the chaste stream, that 'mong loose pebbles How little of that art to them he ow'd. fell,

Mahol, th' inferior world's fantastic face, For cleanness, thirst, religion serv'd as well. Through all the turns of matter's maze, did The scholars, doctors, and companions, here,

trace; Lodg'il all apart in neat sınall chambers were, Great Nature's well-set clock in pieces took ; Well-furnish'd chambers; for in each there stood On all the springs and smallest wheels did look A narrow couch, table, and chair of wood; Of life and motion; and with equal art More is but clog, where use does bound delight; | Made up again the whole of every part. And those are rich whose wealth's proportion'd | The prophet Gad in learned dust designs right

Th’immortal solid rules of fancy'd lines : To their life's form: more goods would but become Of numbers too th’unnumber'd wealth he shows, A burthen to them, and contract their room. And with them far their endless journey goes; A second court, more sacred, stood behind, Numbers, which still increase more high and wide Built fairer, and to nobler use design'd:

From one, the root of their turn'd pyramid. 'The hall and schools one side of it possest; Of men and ages past Seraiah read; Tbe library and synagogue the rest.

Embalm'd in long-liv'd history the dead; Tables of plain-cut fir, adoro'd the hall;

Show'd the steep falls and slow ascent of states; And with beasts' skins the beds were cover'd What wisdom and what follies inake their fates, all.

Samuel himself did God's rich law display; The reverend doctors take their seats on high, Tauglit doubting men with judgment to obey ; Th'elect companions in their bosoms lie;

And oft his ravish'd soul, with sudden flight, The scholars far below, upon the ground,

Soar'd above present times and human sight. On fresh-strew'd rushes, place themselves around. Those arts but welcome strangers might appear, With more respect the wise apd ancient lay; Music and Verse seein'd born and bred-up bere ; But ate not choicer herbs or bread than they, Scarce the blest Hearen, that rings with angels' Nor purer waters drapk, their constant feast;

voice, But by great days, and sacrifice increaside | Does with more constant harmony rejoice;

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The sacred Muse does here each breast inspire ; | Singing their maker in their untaught lays: Heman and sweet-mouth'd Asaph, rule their Nay, the mute fish witness no less his praise ; quire;

For those he made, and cloth'd with silver scales, Both charming poets; and all strains they play'd, From minnows, to those living islands, whales. By artful breath or nimble fingers made.

Beasts too were his command: what could he The synagogue was dress'd with care and cost,

more? (The only place where that they esteem'd not Yes, man he could, the bond of all before; lost)

In him he all things with strange order hurl'd; The glittering roof with gold did daze the view, In him, that full abridgment of the world. The sides refresh'd with silks of sacred blue. This and much more of God's great works they Here thrice each day they read their perfect law,

told ; Thrice prayers from willing Heaven a blessing | His mercies, and some judgments too, of old : • draw;

How, when all earth was deeply stained in sin, Thrice in glad hymns, swell’d with the Great With an impetuous noise the waves came rushOne's praise,

ing in : The pliant voice on her seven steps they raise, Where birds erewhile dwelt and securely sung, Whilst all th’enliven'd instruments around There fish (an unknown net) entangled hung: To the just feet with various concord sound; The face of shipwreck'd Nature naked lay; Such things were Muses then, contemn'd low The Sun peep'd forth, and beheld nought but sea. earth;

This men forgot, and burnt in lust again : Decently proud, and mindful of their birth. Till showers, strange as their sin, of fjery rain 'Twas God himself that here tun'd every tongue; And scalding brimstone, dropp'd on Sodom's And gratefully of him alone they sung:

head; They sung how God spoke-out the world's vast Alive, they felt those flames they fry-in dead. ball;

No better end rash Pharaoh's pride befel, From pothing, and from no-where, call'd forth | When wind and sea waged war for Israel : all.

In his gilt chariots amaz'd fishes sat, No Nature yet, or place for 't to possess,

And grew with corpse of wretched princes fat; But an unbottom'd gulph of emptiness :

The waves and rocks half eaten bodies stain ; Full of bimself, th’ Almighty sate, his own

Nor was it since call'd the Red Sea in vain. Palace, and, without solitude, alone.

Much too they told of faithful Abraham's fame, But he was goodness whole, and all things willid; ! To whose blest passage they owe still their name: Which, ere they were, his active word fulfillid; Of Moses much, and the great seed of Nun, And their astonish'd heads o'th' sudden reard ; | What wonders they perform'd, what lands they An unshap'd kind of something first appear'd,

won; Confessing its new being, and undrest,

How many kings they slew, or captive brought ; As if it stepp'd in baste before the rest.

They held the swords, but God and angels fought. Yet, buried in this matter's darksome womb, Thus gaind they the wise spending of their Lay the rich seeds of every thing to come :

days; From hence the cheerful diame leap'd up so high; And their whole life was their dear Maker's Close at its heels the nimble air did fly;

praise. Dull Earth with his own weight did downwards No minute's rest, no swistest thought, they sold pierce

To that beloved plague of inankind, gold; To the fix'd navel of the universe,

Gold, for which all mankind with greater pains And was quite lost in waters ; till God said Labour tow'rds Hell, than those who digs its To the proud Sea,“ Shrink-in your insolent head,

eins. See how the gaping Earth has made you place!" | Their wealth was the contempt of it; which That durst not murmur, but shrunk in apace:

more Since when, his bounds are set; at wbich in They valued than rich fools the shining ore. vain

The silk worms' precious death they scorned to He foams, and rages, and turns back again.

wear, With richer stuif he bade Heaven's fabric shine, And Tyrian dre appeared but sordid there. And from him a quick spring of light divine Honour, which since the price of souls becamo, Swell’d up the Sun, from whence his cherishing Seem'd to these great-ones a luw idle name. flame

Instead of down, hard beds they chose to have, Fills the whole world, like him from whom it | Such as might bid them not forget their grave, came.

Their board dispeopled no full element, He smooth'd the rough-cast Moon's imperfect Free Nature's bounty thriftily they spent, mould,

And spar'd the stock; nor could their bodies say And comb'd her beamy locks with sacred guld; We owe this crudeness t' excess yesterday. “ Be thou,” said he,“ queen of the mournful Thus souls live cleanly, and no soiling fear, night,”

But entertain their welcome Maker there; And as he spoke, she arose clad o'er in light, The senses perform nimbly what they 're bid, With thousand stars attending on her train; And honestly, nor are by Reason chid ; With her they rise, with her they set again. And, when the down of sleep does softly fall, Then herbs peep'd forth, new trees adiniring Their dreams are heavenly then, and mystical ; stood,

With hasty wings time present they outfly, And smelling flowers painted the infant wood. And tread the doubtful inaze of Destiny; Then flocks of birds through the glad air did flee, There walk, and sport annoug the years to come, Joyful and safe before man's luxury.

And with quick eye pierce every cause's wouıb. Thus these wise saints enjoy'd their little all, I Jonathan and David; upon which the latter Free from the spite of much-mistaken Saul: absents himself from court, and the former For, if man's life we in just balanee weigh,

goes thither, to inform himself of Saul's reDavid deserv'd his envy less than they.

solution. The feast of the New Moon ; the Of this retreat the hunted prince makes choice, manner of the celebration of it ; and therein Adds to their choir his nobler lyre and voice. a digression of the history of Abraham. Saul's But long unknown ev’n here he could not lie; speech upon David's absence from the feast, So bright his lustre, so quick Envy's eye!

and his anger against Jonathan, David's Th' ofiended troop, whom he escap'd before, resolution to fly away; he parts with Jonathan Pursue him here, and tear mistakes no more: and falls asleep under a tree. A description of Belov'd revenge fresh, rage to them affords;

Phansy ! an angel makes up a vision in David's Some part of him all promise to their swords. head ; the vision itself, which is, a prophecy of They came, but a new spirit their hearts pos- | all the succession of his race till Christ's time, sest,

with their most remarkable actions. At his Scattering a sacred calm through every breast : awaking, Gabriel assumes a human shape, Tie furrows of their brow, so rough erewhile, and confirms to him the truth of his vision. Sink down into the dimples of a smile : Their cooler veins swell with a peaceful tide, And the chaste streams with even current glide; But now the early birds began to call A sudden day breaks gently through their eyes,

The morning forth; up rose the Sun and Saul ; And morning blushes in their cheeks arise: | Both, as men thought, rose fresh from sweet reThe thoughts of war, of blood, and murder,

pose; cease ;

But, both alas ! from restless labours rose : In peaceful tunes they arlore the God of peace ! | For in Saul's breast, Envy, the toilsome sin, New messengers twice more the tyrant sent,

Had all that night active and tyrannous been : And was twice more mock'd with the same event:

She expell’d all forms of kindness, virtue, grace; His heighten'd rage no longer brooks delay; Of the past day no footstep left or trace; It sends him there himself: but on the way

The new-blown sparks of his old rage appear, His foolish anger a wise fury grew,

Nor could his love dwell longer with his fear. And blessings from his mouth unbidden flew : So near a storm wise David would not stay, His kingly robes he laid at Naio!h down,

Nor trust the glittering of a faithless day; Began to understand, and scorn, his crown; He saw the Sun call in his beams apace, Emplo;'d his mounting thoughts on nobler And angry clouds march up into their place; things,

The sea itself smooths his rough brow awhile, And felt more solid joy than empire brings ;. Flattering the greedy merchant with a smile ; Embrac'd bis wondering son, and on his head, But he, whose shipwreck'd bark it drank beThe balm of all past wounds, kind tears, he shed.

fore, So covetous Balaam, with a fond intent Sees the deceit, and knows it would have more. Of cursing the blest seed, to Moab went: Such is the sea, and such was Saul. But as he went, his fatal tongue to sell,

But Jonathan, his son, and only good, His ass taught him to speak, God to speak well. Was gentle as fair Jordan's useful flood;

« How comely are thy tents, oh Israel !” Whose innocent stream, as it in silence goes, (Thus he began) “ what conquest they foretell! Fresh honours and a sudden spring bestows, Less fair are orchards in their autumn pride, | On both his banks, to every flower and tree; Adorn'd with trees on some fair river's side; The manner how lies hid, th' effect we see. Less fair are vallies, their green mantles spread! | But more than all, more than himself, he lov'd Or mountains with tallcedars on their head! The man whose worth his father's hatred mov'd ; 'Twas God himself (thy God who must not fear?) | For, when the noble youth at Dammin stood, Brought thee from bondage to be master here. | Adorn'd with sweat, and painted gay with Slaughter shall wear out these, new weapons

blood, get,

Jonathan pierc'd him through with greedy eye, And Death in triumph on thy darts shall sit. And understood the future majesty When Judah's lion starts up to his prey,

Then destin'd in the glories of his look ; The beasts shall hang their ears and creep away; He saw, and straight was with amazement strook, When he lies down the woods shall silence keep, To see the strength, the feature, and the grace And dreadful tigers tremble at his sleep.

Of his young limbs : he saw his comely face,
Thy cursers, Jacob ! shall twice cursed be ; Where love and reverence so well mingled were;
And he shall bless himself that blesses thee !" And head, already crown'd with golden hair :

He saw what mildness his bold spirit did tame,
Gentler than light, yet powerful as a flame :

He saw his valour, by their safety prov'd;
THE DAVIDEIS.

He saw all this, and as he saw, he lov'd.
BOOK II.

What art thou, Love! thou great mysterious

thing!

From what hid stock does thy strange nature THE ARGUMENT.

spring?

'Tis thou that mov'st the world through every The friendship betwixt Jonathan and David, I

part, and, upon that occasion, a digression concern- And hold’st the vast frame close that nothing ing the nature of love. A discourse between

start,

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