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From the due place and office first ordain'd; Such sacred love does Heaven's bright spirits
By thee were all things made, and are sustain'd. I fill,
Sometimes we see thee fully, and can say | Where love is but to understand and will
From hence thou took'st thy rise, and went'st that With swift and unseen motions; such as we

Somewhat express in heighten'd charity.
But oftener the short beams of Reason's eye O ye blest One! whose love on Earth became
See only there thou art, not how, nor why. So pure, that still in Heaven 'tis but the same!
How is the loadstone, Nature's subtile pride, There now ye sit, and with mixt souls embrace,
By the rude iron wood, and made a bride ? Gazing upon great Love's mysterious face;
How was the weapon wounded? what hid fame And pity this base world, where friendship's made
The strong and conquering metal overcame? A bait for sin, or else at best a trade..
Love (this world's grace) exalts his natural state; | Ah, wondrous prince! who a true friend could'st
He feels thee, Love! and feels no more his be,

When a crown flatter'd, and Saul threaten'd thee! Ye learned heads, whom ivy garlands grace, Who held'st him dear, whose stars thy birth did Why does that twining plant the oak embrace?

cross! The oak, for courtship most of all unfit,

And bought'st him nobly at a kingdom's loss! And rough as are the winds that fight with it? Israel's bright sceptre far less glory brings; How does the absent pole the needle move? There have been fewer friends on Earth than How does his cold and ice beget hot love?

kings, Which are the wings of lightness to ascend? To this strange pitch their high affections flew, Or why does weight to th' centre downwards | Till Nature's self scarce look'd on them as two. bend?

Hither flies David for advice and aid, Thus creatures void of life obey thy laws, As swift as love and danger could persuade: And seldom we, they never, know the cause.

As safe in Jonathan's trust his thoughts remain, In thy large state, life gives the next degree, As when himself but dreams them o'er again. Where Sense, and Good Apparent, places thee; “My dearest lord, farewell !” said he, “fare But thy chief palace is man's heart alone,

well! Here are thy triumphs and full glories shown; Heaven bless the king! may no misfortune tell Handsome Desires, and Rest about thee flee, Th' injustice of his hate when I am dead ! Union, Inherance, Zeal, and Extacy,

They're coming now; perhaps my guiltless With thousand joys cluster around thine head,

head O’er which a gall-less dove her wings does Here in your sight, must then a-bleeding lie, A gentle lamb, purer and whiter far spread; | And scarce your own stand safe for being nigh. Than consciences of thine own martyrs are, Think me not scar'd with Death, howe'er 't apLies at thy feet; and thy right hand does hold

pear; The mystic sceptre of a cross of gold.

I know thou canst not think so: 'tis a fear Thus dost thou sit (like men ere sin had fram'd From which thy love and Dammin speaks me A guilty blush) naked but vot asham'd.

free; What cause then did the fabulous ancients find, I’ave met bim face to face, and ne'er could see When first their superstition made thee blind ? One terrour in his looks to make me fly 'Twas they, alas ! 'twas they who could not see, When Virtue bids me stard; but I would When they mistook that monster, Lust, for thee.

So as becomes my life, so as inay prove Thou art a bright, but not consuming flame; Saul's malice, and at least excuse your love." Such in th' amazed bush to Moses came ; [rear,

He stopt and spoke some passion with his eyes: When that, secure, its new-crown'd head did

| " Excellent friend !” the gallant prince replies, And chid the trembling branches' needless fear. “Thou hast so prov'd thy virtues, that they're Thy darts are healthful gold, and downwards known fall

To all good men, more than to each his own. Soft as the feathers that they 're fetch'd withall. Who lives in Israel that can doubtful be Such, and no other, were those secret darts, Of thy great actions ? for he lives by thee. Which sweetly touch'd this noblest pair of hearts; Such is thy valour, and thy vast success, Still to one end they both so justly drew,

That all things but thy loyalty are less. As courteous doves together yok”d would do: And should my father at thy ruin aim, No weight of birth did on one side prevail, 'Twould wound as much bis safety as his fame: Two twins less even lie in Nature's scale;

Think them not coming, then, to slay thee here, They mingled fates, and both in each did | But doubt mishaps, as little as you fear; share,

For, by thy loving God, whoe'er design They both were servants, they both princes were. Against thy life, inust strike at it through mine. If any joy to one of them was sent,

But I my royal father must acquit It was most his, to whom it least was meant; From such base guilt, or the low thought of it. And Fortune's malice betwixt both was crost, Think on his softness when from death be freed For, striking one, it wounded th’ other most. The faithless king of Amalek's cursed seed; Never did marriage such true union find,

Can het a friend, t'a son, so bloody grow, Or men's desires with so glad violence bind, He who ev'n sinn'd but now to spare a foe? For there is still some tincture left of sin,

Admit he could; but with what strength or art And still the sex will needs be stealing-in. Could he so long close and seal up his heart? Those joys are full of dross, and thicker far; Such counsels jealous of themselves become, These, without matter, clear and liquid are. And dare not fix without consent of some;

Few men so boldly ill, great sios to do,

| Or that the law be kept in memory still, Till licens'd and approv'd by others too.

Given with like noise on Sinai's shining hill, No more (believe 't) could be hide this from me, Or that (as some men teach) it did arise Than I, had he discover'd it, from thee.” From faithful Abram's righteous sacrifice,

Here they embraces join, and almost tears; Who, whilst the ram on Isaac's fire did fry, Till gentle David thus new prov'd his fears; His horn with joyful tunes stond sounding by. “ The praise you pleas'd (great prince !) on me Obscure the cause; but God bis will declar'd, to spend,

And ail nice knowledge then with ease is spard. Was all out spoken when you styl'd me friend ; At the third hour Saul to the hallow'd tent, That name alone does dangerous glories bring, Midst a large train of priests and courtiers, went; And gives excuse to th' envy of a king.

The sacred herdi march'd prond and softly by ; What did his spear, force, and dark plots, im- Too fat and gay to think their deaths so nigb. But some eternal rancour in his heart? (part, Hard fate of beasts, more innocent than we! Still does he glance the fortune of that day Prey to our luxury, and our piety! When, drown'd in his own blood, Goliah lay, Whose guiltless blood, on boards and altars spilt, And cover'd half the plain ; still hears the sound Serves both to make, and expiate too, our guilt! How that vast monster fell, and struck the ground: Three bullocks of free neck, two gilded rams, The dance, and David his ten thousand slew,' | Two well-wash'd goats, and fourteen spotless Still wound his sickly soul, and still are new.

lambs, Great acts, t'ambitious princes, treasons grow, With the three vital fruits, wine, oil, and bread, So much they hate that safety which they owe. (Small fees to Heaven of all by which we're fed ! Tyrants dread all whom they raise high in place, Are offer'd up; the hallow'd fames arise, [skies. From the good, danger: from the bad, disgrace: And faithful prayers mount with them to the They doubt the lords, mistrust the people's hate, ( From hence the king to th' outmost court is Till blood become a principle of state:

brought, Secur'd nor by their guards, nor by their right, Where heavenly things aninspird prophet taught, But still they fear ev'n more than they affright. And from the sacred tent to bis palace-gates, Pardon me, sir! your father's rough and stern; With glad kind shouts th' assembly on him waits; His will too strong to bend, too proud to learn: The chearful horns before him loudly play, Remember, sir! the honey's deadly sting; And fresh-strew'd flow'rs paint his triumphant Think on that savage justice of the king;

way. When the same day that saw you do before

| Thus in slow state to th' palace-hall they go, Things above man, should see you man no more. Rich drest for solemn luxury and show: 'Tis true th' accurscd Agag mov'd his ruth, .. Ten pieces of bright tap’stry hung the room, He pitied his tall limbs and comely youth: The noblest work e'er stretch'd on Syrian loom, Had seen, alas! the proof of Heaven's fierce For wealthy Adriel in proud Sidon wrought, hate,

And given to Saul when Saul's best gift he sought, And fear'd no mischief from his powerless fate : | The bright-ey'd Merab; for that mindful day Remember how ib' old seer came raging down, | No ornament so proper seem'd as they. And taught him boldly to suspect his crown; There all old Abram's story you might see ; Since then, his pride quakes at th’Alınighty's And still some angel bore him company. rod,

His painful, but well-guided, travels show Nor dares he love the man belord by God, The fate of all bis sons, the church below. llence his deep rage and trembling enty springs; Here beauteous Sarah to great Pharaoh came, (Nothing so wild as jealousy of kings!)

He blush'd with sudden passion, she with shame; Whom should he council ask, with whom advise, Troubled she seem'd, and labouring in the strife Who reason and God's council does despise? 'Twixt her own honour and her husband's life. Whose headstrong will no law or conscience daunt, Here on a conquering host, that careless lay, Dares he not sin, do you think, without your | Dround in the joys of their new-gotten prey, grant?

The patriarch falls; well-mingled might you see Yes, if the truth of our fix'd love he knew, The confus'd marks of death and luxury. He would not doubt, believe't, to kill ev'n you." In the next piece, blest Salem's mystic king The prince is inor'd, and straight prepares to Does sacred presents to the victor briøg ; find

Like him whose type he bears, his rights re. The deep resolves of his griev'd father's mind :

ceives; The danger now appears, love can soon show 't, Strictly requires his due, yet freely gives; And force his stubborn piety to know 't.

Ev'n in his port, his habit and his face, [place. The' agree that David should conceal'd abide, The mild and great, the priest and prince, had . Till his great friend had the court's temper try'd; Here all their starry host the heavens display ;

Till he bad Saul's most secret purpose found, And lo! an heavenly youth, more fair than they, And search'd the depth and rancour of his wound. Leads Abram forth ; points upwards: "Such," 'Twas the year's seventh-born Moon, the so

said he, lemn feast

“So bright and numberless, thy seed shall be." That with most noise its sacred mirth express'd. Here he with God a new alliance makes, From opening mom till night shuts in the day, 'And in his flesh the marks of homage takes : Do trumpets and shrill horns the Levites play. And here be three mysterious persons feasts, I bether by this in mystic type we see

W ell paid with joyful tidings by bis guests : The New-year's-day of great eternity, [make, Here for the wicked town he prays, and near When the chang'd Moon shall no more changes | Scarce did the wicked town through fames an And scatter'd deaths by trumpets' sound awake; I pear;

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And all his fate, and all his deeds, were wrought, But, though bright jov in every guest did shine,
Since he from Ur to Epbron's cave was brought. The plenty, state, music, and spriteful wine,
Bat none 'mongst all the forms drew then their Were lost on Saul; an angry care did dwell
Like faithful Abram's righteous sacrifice: [eyes In his dark breast, and all yay forms expel.
The sad old man mounts slowly to the place, David's unusual absence from the feast
With Nature's power triumphant in his face To his sick spirit did jealous thoughts sagest:
O'er the mind's courage ; for, in spite of all, Long lay he still, nor drank, nor eat, nor spoke,
From his swoln eyes resistless waters fall. And thus at last his troubled silence broke:
The innocent boy his cruel burthen bore

" Where can he be?” said he; “ It must be
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And some times turn'd to talk; above was made with that he paus'd a while. “ Too well we know
The altar's fatal pile, and on it laid

His boundless pride: he grieres, and hates to The hope of mankind; patiently he lay,

see And did his sire, as he his God, obey.

The solemn triumphs of my court and me. The mournful sire lifts up at last the knife, Believe me, friends, and trust what I cau show And on one moment's string depends his life, From thousand proofs; th' ambitious David now In whose young loins such brooding wonders lie. Does those vast things in his proud soul design A thousand spirits peep'd from th' affrighted That too much business give for mirth or wine. sky,

He's kindling now, perhaps, rebellious fire Amaz'd at this strange scene; and almost feard Among the tribes, and does ev'n now conspire For all those joyful prophecies they'd heard; Against my crown, and all our lives; whilst we Till one leap'd nimbly forth, by God's command, Are loth ev'n to suspect, what we might see. Like lightning from a cloud, and stopp'd his By the Great Name, 'tis true.” hand.

With that he strook the board; and no man The gentle spirit smil'd kindly as he spoke, | But Jonathan durst undertake to clear [there New beatos of joy through Abram's wonder broke, The blameless prince; and scarce ten words he The angel points t'a tuft of bushes near,

spoke, Where an entangled ram does half appear, When thus his speech th' enraged tyrant broke: And struggles vainly with that fatal net, (set. “Disloyal wretch ! thy gentle mother's shame! Which, though but slightly wrought, was firmly Whose cold pale ghost ev'n blushes at thy name! For, lo! anon, to this sad glory doom'd, Who fears, lest her chaste bed should doubted be, The useful beast on Isaac's pile consumid; And her white fame stain’d by black deeds of Whilst on his horns the ransom'd couple play'd,

thee ! And the glad boy danc'd to the tunes he made. Canst thou be mine? a crown sometimes does

Near this hall's end a shittim-table stood; Ev'n sons against their parents to conspire ; Yet well-wrought plate strove to conceal the But ne'er did story yet, or fable, tell wood;

Of one so wild, who, merely to rebel, For from the foot a golden vine did sprout, Quitted th' unquestion'd birthright of a throne, And cast his fruitful riches all about.

And bought his father's ruin with his own. Well might that beauteous ore the grape express, Thou need'st not plead th' ambitious youth's deWhich does weak man intoxicate no less.

feuce; Of the same wood the gilded beds were made, Thy crime clears his, and makes that innocence : And on them large embroider'd carpets laid, Nor can his foul ingratitude appear, From Egypt, the rich shop of follies, brought; Whilst thy unnatural guilt is plac'd so near. But arts of pride all nations soon are taught. Is this that noble friendship you pretend ? Behold seven comely blooming youths appear, | Mine, thine own, foemand thy worst enemy's And in their hands seven silver wash-pots bear,

friend > Curl'd, and gay clad; the choicest sons that be If thy low spirit can thy great birthright quit, Of Gibeon's race, and slaves of high degree! The thing 's but just, so ill deserv'st thou it. Seven beauteous maids march'd softly in behind; 1, and thy brethren here, have no such mind; Bright scarfs their clothes, their hair fresh gar- Nor such prodigious worth in David find, lands, bind;

That we to him should our just rights resign, And, whilst the princes wash, they on them shed | Or think God's choice not made so well as thine. Rich ointments, which their costly odours spread Shame of thy house and tribe! hence, from mine V'er the whole room; from their small prisons 1 eye, free,

[fee. To thy false friend, and servile master, fly; With such glad haste through the wide air they He's ere this time in arms expecting thee; The king was plac'd alone, and o'er his head Haste, for those arms are rais'd to ruin me! A well-wronght Heaven of silk and gold was Thy sin that way will nobler much appear, spread,

Than to remain his spy and agent here. Azure the ground, the Sun in gold shone bright, When I think this, Nature, by thee forsook, But piere'd the wandering clouds with silver light. Forsakes me too.” With that his spear he took The right-hand bed the king's three sous did | To strike at him; the mirth and music cease ; grace,

The guests all rise, this sudden storm t' appeases The third was Abner's, Adriel's, David's, place; | The prince his danger, and his duty, knew; And tr<lve large tables more were fill'd below, And low je bow'd, and silently withdrew. With the prime men Saul's court and camp could! To David straight, who in a forest nigh show.

Waits his advice, the royal friend does fly. The palace did with mirth and music sound, The sole advice now, like the danger, clear, And the crown'd goblets nimbly mov'd around; Was, in some foreign land this storm toutwear. . sphere:

All marks of comely grief in both are seen ; Twice are his men cut off, and chariots ta'en;
And mournful kind discourses pass'd between. Damascus and rich Adad help in vain.
Now generous tears their hasty tongues restrain, | Here Nabathæan troops in battle stand,
Now they begin, and talk all o'er again :

With all the lusty youth of Syrian land!
A reverent oath of constant love they take, | Undaunted Joab rushes on with speed,
And God': high name their dreaded witness make; Gallantly mounted on his fiery steed;
Not that at all their faiths could doubtful prove; He hews down all, and deals his deaths around;
But 'twas the tedions zeal of endless love.

The Syrians leave, or possess dead, the ground. Thus, ere they part, they the short time bestow On th' other wing does brave Abishai ride, In all the pomp friendship and grief could show : Reeking in blood and dust; on every side And David now, with doubtful cares oppress'd, The perjur'd sons of Ammon quit the field; Beneath a shade borrows some little rest;

Some basely die, and some more basely yield. When, by command divine, thick mists arise, Through a thick wood the wretched Hanun flies, And stop the sense, and close the conquer'd eyes. And far more justly then fears Hebrew spies. There is a place which man most high doth rear, Moloch, their bloody god, thrusts out his head, The small world's Heaven, where Reason moves the Grinning through a black cloud: him they 'd

long fed Here in a robe which does all colours show

In his seven chambers; and he still did eat (Th' envy of birds, and the clouds' gaudy bow) New-roasted babes, his dear delicious meat. Phansy, wild dame, with much lascivious pride, Again they arise, more anger'd than dismay'd ; By twin-camelions drawn, does gaily ride; Euphrates and swift Tygris sends them aid: Her coach there follows, and throngs round In vain they send it, for again they 're slain, about

And feast the greedy birds on Helay plain. Of shapes and airy forms an endless rout: Here Rabba with proud towers affronts the sky, A sea rolls on with harmless fury here;

And round about great Joab's trenches lie: Straight 'tis a field, and trees and herbs appear: They force the walls,and sack the helpless town; Here in a moment are vast armies made,

On David's head shines Ammon's massy crown, And a quick scene of war and blood display'd: Midst various torments the curs'd race expires; Here sparkling wines, and brighter maids, come | David himself his severe wrath admires. in,

Next upon Israel's throne does bravely sit The bawds for Sense, and lying baits of Sin: A comely youth, endowed with wondrous wit. Some things arise of strange and quarrelling kind, Far, from the parched line, a royal dame, The forepart lion, and a snake behind :

To hear his tongue and boundless wisdom, came: Here golden mountains swell the covetous place, She carried back in her triumphant womb And centaurs ride themselves, a painted race. The glorious stock of thousand kings to come. Of these slight wonders Nature sees the store, Here brightest forms his pomp and wealth display, And only then accounts herself but poor.

Here they a temple's vast foundations lay ; Hither an angel comes, in David's trance, A mighty work! and with fit glories fill'd And finds them mingled in an antique dance; For God tinbabit, and that king to build. Of all the numerous forms fit choice he takes, Some from the quarries bew out massy stone, And joins them wisely, and this vision makes. | Some draw it up with cranes ; some breathe and

First David there appears in kingly state, In order o'er the anvil; some cut down (groan Whilst the twelve tribes his dread commands Tall cedars,the proud mountain's ancient crown; await; .

[goes, Some carve the trunks, and breathing shapes Straight to the wars with his join'd strength he |

bestow, Settles new friends, and frights his ancient foes. Giving the trees more life than when they grow. To Solima, Canaan's old head, they came,

But oh, alas ! what sudden cloud is spread (Since high in note, then not unknown to Fame ;) About this glorious king's eclipsed head ? The blind and lame th' undoubted wall defend, It all his faine benights, and all his store,smore! And no new wounds or dangers apprehend : Wrapping him round ; and now he's seen no The busy image of great Joab there

When straight his son appears,at Sichem crown'd, Disdains the mock, and teaches them to fear: With young and heedless council circled round ; He climbs the airy walls, leaps raging down, Unseemly object! but a falling state New-minted shapes of slaughter fill the town: Has always its own errours join'd with Fate. They curse the guards their mirth and bravery Ten tribes at once forsake the Jessian throne, chose ;

And bold Adoram at his message stone; All of them now are slain, or made like those. " Brethren of Israel !"-more he fain would say, Far through an inward scene an army lay, But a flint stopp'd his mouth, and speech, i'th' Which with full banners a fair fish display: Here this fond king's disasters but begin, [way. From Sidon plains to happy Egypt's coast He's destin'd to more shame by his father's sin : 'I hey seemn all met; a vast and warlike host! Su.ack came up, and under his command Th'ther hastes David to his destin'd prey,

A dreadful army from scorch'd Afric's sand, Honour and noble danger lead the way;

As numberless as that : all is his prey, The conscious trees shook with a reverent fear The temple's sacred wealth they bear away: Their unblown tops ; God walked before him Adrazar's shields and golden loss they take: there.

Evin David in his dream dves sweat and shake. Slaughter the weary'd Riphaims' bosom fills; Thus fails this wretched prince; his loins appear Dead corpse emboss the vale with little hills. Of less weight now, than Solomon's fingers were, On th' other side, Sophenes' mighty kir.g

Abijah next seeks Israel to regain, Numberless troops of the blest East does bring : | And wash in scas of blood his father's stain:

Ne'er saw the aged Sun so cruel fight;

1 All this Uzziah's strength and wit repairs, Scarce saw he this, but bid his bashful light. Leaving a well built greatness to his heirs ; Nebat's curs'd son fled with not half his men; Till leprous scurf, o'er his whole body cast, Where were his gods of Dan and Bethel then? Takes him at first from men, from earth at last.! Yet could not this the fatal strife decide ;

As virtuons was his son, and happier far; God punish'd one, but bless'd not th other side. Buildings his peace, and trophies grac'd his war,

Asan, a just and virtuous prince succeeds, But Achaz heaps up sins, as if he meant High-rais'd by Fame for great and godly deeds; To make his worst forefathers innocent : He cut the solemn gruves where idols stood, He burns his son at Hinnon, whilst around! And sacrific'd the gods with their own wood; The roaring child drums and loud trumpets He vanquish'd thus the proud weak powers of

sound : Hell;

This to the boy a barbarous mercy grew, Before him next their doating servants fell: And snatch'd him from all miseries to ensue. So huge an host of Zerah's men he slew,

Here Peca comes, and hundred thousands fall; As made erin that Arabia desert too.

Here Resin marches up and sweeps up all;
Why fear'd he then the perjured Baasha's fight? Till, like a sea, the great Belochus' son
Or bought the dangerous aid of Syrians' might? Breaks upon both, and both does over-run;
Conquest, Heaven's gift, cannot by man be sold ; | The last of Adad's ancient stock is slain.
Alas? what weakness trusts he ? Man and gold. Israel captiv'd, and rich Damascus ta'en :

Next Josaphat possess'd the royal state All this wild rage to revenge Judah's wrong; (An happy prince, well worthy of his fate); But woe to kingdoms that have friends too His oft oblations, on God's altar made,

strong! stret With thousand flocks and thousand herds are! Thus Hezekiah the torn empire took, paid,

And Assur's king, with his worse gods, forsook ; Arabian tribute! What mad troops are those, Who to poor Judah worlds of nations brings, Those mighty troops that dare to be his foes ! There rages, utters vain and mighty things ; He prays them dead : with mutual wounds they Some dream of triumphs and exalted names, fall;

Some of dear gold,and some of beauteous dames; One fuiy brought, one fury slays, them all. Whilst, in the midst of their huge sleepy boast, Thus sits he still, and sees himself to win; An angel scatters death through all the host. Nerer o'ercome but by 's friend Ahab's sin; | Th’affrighted tyrant back to Babel hies, On whose disguise Fates then did only look; There meets an end far worse than that he flies. And had almost their God's command mistook: Here Hezekiah's life is almost done! Him from whose danger Heaven securely brings, So good, and yet, alas ! so short, 'tis spun: And for his sake two ripely wicked kings.

Th' end of the line was ravell’d, weak, and old; Their armies languish, burnt with thirst at Sier; Time must go back, and afford better hold Sighs all their cold, tears all their muisture, To tie a new thread to it, of fifteen years : there;

'Tis done; th’all-mighty power of prayer and They fix their greedy eyes on th’empty sky,

tears! And fancy clouds, and so become more dry: Backward the Sun, an unknown motion, went; Elisha calls for waters from afar

The stars gaz'd on, and wonderd what he meant. To come; Elisha calls, and here they are: Manasses next (forgetful man!) begins, In helmets they quaff round the welcome flood; Enslav'd and suld to Ashur by his sins; And the decrease repair with Moab's blood. Till by the rod of learned Misery taught, Jehoram next, and Ochoziah, throng

Ilome to his God and country both he's For Judah's sceptre ; both short-liv'd too long.

brought : A woman too from murder title claims;

| It taught not Ammon, nor his hardness brake; Both with her sins and sex the crown she shames : | He's made the example he refus'd to take. Proud, cursed woman! but her fall, at last,

Yet from this root a goodly cyon springs; To doubting men clears Ileaven for what was Josiah, best of men, as well as kings. past.

Down went the calves with all their gold and Joas at first does bright and glorious show;

coit: In life's fresh morn his fame did early crow; The priest then truly griev'd Osiris lost; Fair was the promise of his dawning ray,

These mad Egyptian rites till now remain'd; But prophet's angry blood o'ercast his day; Fools! thev their worser thraldrom still retain'd! From thence his clouds, from thence his storms, In his own fires Moloch to ashes fell, begin;

And no more fames must have besides his Hell; It cries aloud and twice lets Aram in.

Like end Astarte's horned image found, So Arnaziah lives, so ends his reign ;

And Baal's spired stone to dust was ground: Both by their traiterous servants justly slain. No more were men in female habit seen, Edom at first dreads his victorious hand,

Nor they in men's, by the lewd Syrian queen: Before him thousand captives trembling stand; No lustful maids at Benos' templesit, Down a deep precipice, down he casts them all, And, with their bodies' shame, their marriage The mimic shapes in several postures fall:

get: But then (mad fool!) he does those gods adore, The double Dagon neither nature saves, Which, when pluck'd down, had worshipp'd him Nor flies she back to th’Erythrean waves. before!

The travelling Sun sees gladly from on high Thus all his life to come is loss and shame; His chariots burn, and Nergal quenched lie; No help from gods, who themselves help'd not, The king's impartial anger lights on all, came.

| From fly-blown Accaron to the thundering Baal.

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