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“ O Jove," she cry'd, " and shall he thus delude ( As loud as if her Carthage, or old Tyre
Me and my realm! why is he not pursued ? The foe had entered, and had set on fire.
Arm, arm," she cry'd," and let our Tyrians board | Amazed Anne with speed ascends the stairs
With ours his fleet, and carry fire and sword; And in her arms her dying sister reors :
Leave nothing unattempted to destroy

“ Did you for this, yourself and me beguile?
That perjur'd race, then let us die with joy. For such an end did I erect this pile?
What if th’ event of war uncertain were? | Did you so much despise me, in this fate
Nor death, nur danger, can the desperate fear. Myself with you not to associate?
But, oh, too late! this thing I should have done, Yourself and me, alas ! this fatal wound
When first I plac'd the traitor on my throne, The senate, and the people, doth confound.
Behold the faith of biin who sav'd from fire I'll wash her wound with tears, and at her
His bonour'd household gods, his aged sire

death His pious shoulders from Troy's flames did bear; | My lips from hers shall draw her parting Why did I not his carcase piece-meal tear,

breath.” And cast it in the sea? why not destroy

Then with her vest the wound she wipes and All his companions, and beloved boy

dries; Ascanius; and his tender limbs have drest, Thrice with her arm the queen attempts to And made the father on the son to feast?

rise, Thou Sun, whose lustre all things here below But her strength failing, falls into a swound, Surveys; and Juno, conscious of my woe; Life's last efforts yet striving with her wound; Revengeful Furies, and queen Hecate,

Thrice on her bed she turns, with wandering Receive and grant my prayer? if he the sea

sight Must needs escape, and reach th' Ausonian land, Seeking, she groans when she beholds the light. If Jove decrec it, Jove's decree must stand; Then Juno pitying her disastrous fate, When Landed, may he be with arms opprest Sends Iris down, her pangs to mitigate. By his rebelling people, be distrest

(Since, if we fall before th' appointed day, By exile from his country, be divorc'd

Nature and Death continue long their fray.) From young Ascanius' sight, and be enforc'd Iris descends; “ This fatal lock (says she) To implore foreign aids, and lose his friends To Pluto I bequeath, and set thee free ;" By violent and undeserved ends !

Then clips her hair : cold numbness straight beWhen to conditions of unequal peace

reaves H: shall submit, then may be not possess

Hier corpse of sense, and th' air her soul reKingdom nor life, and find his funeral .

ceives. l'th' sands, when he before his day shall fall ! And ye, oh Tyrians, with immortal hate Pursue this race, this service dedicate

OF PRUDENCE. To my deplored ashes, let there be 'Twixt us and them no league nor amity.

Going this last summer to visit the Wells, I May from my bones a new Achilles rise,

took an occasion (by the way) to wait upon That shall infest the Trojan colonies

an ancient and honourable friend of mine, With fire, and sword, and famine, when at length whom I found diverting his (then solitary) reTime to our great attempts contributes strength; tirement with the Latin original of this transOur seas, our shores, our armies theirs oppose, lation, which (being out of print) I had never And may our children be for ever foes !”

seen before : when I looked upon it, I saw A ghastly paleness death's approach portends, that it had formerly passed through two learnThen trembling she the fatal pile ascends;

ed hands not without approbation, which were Viewing the Trojan reliques, she unsheath'd Ben Johnson and Sir Kenelm Digby; but Æneas' sword, not for that use bequeath'd ; I found it (where I shall never find myself) Then on the guilty bed she gently lays

in the service of a better master, the earl of Herself, and softly thus lamenting prays:

Bristol, of whom I shall say no more; for I “Dear reliques, whilst that Gods and Fates give love not to improve the honour of the living by leave,

. impairing that of the dead; and my own Free me from care, and my glad soul receive. profession hath taught me not to erect new That date which Fortune gave, I now must end; superstructures upon an old ruin. He was And to the shades a noble ghost descend.

pleased to recommend it to me for my comSichæus' blood, by his false brother spilt,

panion at the Wells, where I liked the enterI have reveng'd, and a proud ciiy built.

tainment it gave me so well, that I undertook Happy, alas; too happy I had liv'd,

to redeem it from an obsolete English disguise, Had not the Trojan on my coast arriv'd.

wherein an old monk had clothed it, and to But shall I die without revenge? yet die

make as becoming a new vest for it as I could. Thus, thus with joy to thy Sichæus fly.

The author was a person of quality in Italy, his My conscious foe my funeral fire shall view

name Mancini, which family matched since From sea, and may that omen him pursue !" with the sister of cardinal Mazarine; he was Her fainting hand let fall the sword besmear'd contemporary to Petrarch and Mantuan, and With blood, and then the mortal wound ap not long before 'Torquato Tasso ; which shows pear'd;

that the age they lived in was not so unlcarnThrough all the court the fright and clainours ed as that which preceded, or that which folrise,

lowed. Which the whole city fills with fears and cries | The author wrote upon the four cardinal vir

tues; but I have translated only the two first, | Those who are generous, humble, just, and wise, not to turn the kindness I intended to him into Who not their gold, nor themselves idolize;

an injury; for the two last are little more | To form thyself by their example learn · than repetitions and recitals of the first; and (For many eyes can more than one discern);

(to make a just excuse for him) they could | But yet beware of counsels when too full, not well be otherwise, since the two last vir- Number makes long disputes and graveness tues are but descendants from the first; Pru

dull; dence being the true mother of Temperance, Though their advice be good, their counsel and true Fortitude the child of Justice.

Yet length still loses opportunities :

Debate destroys dispatch ; as fruits we see WISDOM's first progress is to take a view Rot, when they hang too long upon the tree; What's decent or indecent, false or true.

In vain that husbandman his seed doth sow, He's truly prudent, who can separate

If he his crop not in due season mow. Honest from vile, and still adhere to that; A general sets bis army in array Their difference to measure, and to reach, In vain, unless he fight, and win the day. Reason well rectify'd must Nature teach. 'Tis virtuous action that must praise bring forth, And these high scrutinies are subjects fit Without which slow advice is little worth. For man's all-searching and inquiring wit; Yet they who give good counsel, praise deserve, Trat search of knowledge did from Adam flow; Though in the active part they cannot serve: Who wants it, yet abhors his wants to show. In action, learned counsellors their age, Wisdom of what herself approves, makes choice, Profession, or disease, forbids t'engage. Nor is led captive by the common voice, Nor to philosophers is praise deny'd, Clear-sighted Reason, Wisdom's judgment leads, Whose wise instructions after-ages guide ; And Sense, her rassal, in her footsteps treads. Yet vainly most their age in study spend ; That thou to Truth the perfect way may'st No end of writing books, and to no end : know,

Beating their brains for strange and hidden To thee all her specific forms I'll show;

things, He that the way to honesty will learn,

Whose knowledge, nor delight nor profit brings : First what's to be avoided must discern.

Themselves with doubt both day and night perThyself from flattering self-conceit dcfend,

plex, Nor what thou dost not know, to know pretend. Nor gentle reader please, or teach, but vex. Some secrets deep in abstruse darkness lie; Books should to one of these four ends conduce, To search them thou wilt need a piercing eye. For wisdom, piety, delight, or use. Nor rashly therefore to such things assent, What need we gaze upon the spangled sky? Which undeceiv'd, thou after may'st repent; Or into matter's hidden causes pry, Study and time in these must thee instruct, To describe every city, stream, or hill And others old experience may conduct.

l'th' world, our fancy with vain arts to fill ? Wisdom herself her ear doth often lend

What is 't to hear a sophister, that pleads, To counsel offer'd by a faithful friend.

Who by the ears the deceiv'd audience leads ? In equal scales two doubtful matters lay,

If we were wise, these things we should not mind, Thou may'st choose safely that which most doth | But more delight in easy matters find. weigh;

Learn to live well, that thou may'st die so too; Tis not secure this place or that to guard,

To live and die is all we have to do:
If any other entrance stand unbarr'd;

The way (if no digression's made) is even,
He that escapes the serpent's teeth may fail, And free access, if we but ask, is given.
If he himself secures not from his tail.

Then seek to know those things which make us Who saith, Who could such ill events expect?

blest, With shame on his own counsels doth reflect. And having found them, lock them in thy Most in the world doth self-conceit deceive,

breast; Who just and good, whate'er they act believe; Inquiring then the way, go on, nor slack, To their wills wedded, to their errours slaves, But mend thy pace, nor think of going back. No man (like them) they think himself behaves. Some their whole age in these inquiries waste, This stiff-neck'd pride nor art uor force can bend, And die like fools before one step they've past. Nor high-flown hopes to Reason's lure descend. 'Tis strange to know the way, and not t'advance, Fathers sometimes their children's faults re- That knowledge is far worse than ignorance. gard

The learned teach, but what they teach, not do, With pleasure, and their crimes with gift re And standing still themselves, make others go. ward.

In vain on study time away we throw, Il painters, when they draw, and poets write, When we forbear to act the things we know. · Virgil and Titian (self-admiring) slight;

The soldier that philosopher well blam'd, Then all they do, like gold and pearl appears, Who long and loudly in the schools declaim'd; And other actions are but dirt to theirs.

“ Tell” (said the soldier)“ venerable sir, They that so highly think themselves above Why all these words, this clamour, and this stir? All other men, themselves can only love; Why do disputes in wrangling spend the day? Reason and virtue, all that man can boast Whilst one says only yea, and t'other nay." O'er other creatures, in those brutes are lost. “Oh,” said the doctor, “ we for wisdom toil'd, Observe (if thee this fatal error touch,

For which none toils too much" : the soldier Thou to thyself contributing too much)



“ You're grey and old, and to some pious use | No quick reply to dubious questions make,
This mass of treasure you should now reduce: | Suspense and caution still prevent mistake.
But you your store have hoarded in some bank, When any great design thou dost intend,
For which the infernal spirits shall you thank.” Think on the means, the manner, and the end :
Let what thou learnest be by practice shown, All great concernments must delays endure;
'Tis said that Wisdom's children inake her known. Rashness and haste make all things unsecure;
What's good doth open to th'inquirer stand, And if uncertain thy pretensions be,
And itself offers to th’accepting hand ;

Stay till At time wear out uncertainty ;
All things by order and true measures done, But if to unjust things thou dost pretend,
Wisdom will end, as well as she begun.

Ere they begin let thy pretensions end. Let early care thy main concerns secure,

Let thy discourse be such, that thou may'st give Things of less moment may delays endure : Profit to others, or from them receive : Men do not for their servants first prepare, Instruct the ignorant ; to those that live And of their wives and children quit the care; Under thy care, good rules and patterns give; Yet when we 're sick, the doctor's fetcht in haste, Nor is 't the least of virtues, to relieve Leaving our great concernment to the last. Those whom afflictions or oppressions grieve. When we are well, our hearts are only set Commend but sparingly whom thou dost love : (Which way we care not) to be rich or great : But less condemn whom thou dost not approve; What shall become of all that we have got? Thy friend, like flattery, too much praise doth We only know that us it follows not ;

wrong, And what a tritle is a moment's breath,

And too sharp ensure shows an evil tongue: Laid in the scale with everlasting death !

But let inviolate truth be always dear What's time, when on eternity we think?

To thee; e'en before friendship, truth prefer. A thousand ages in that sea must sink;

Than what thou mean'st to give, still promise less; Time's nothing but a word, a million

Hold fast thy power thy promise to increase. Is full as far from infinite as one.

Look forward what's to come, and back what 's To whom thou much dost owe, thou much must

past, pay,

Thy life will be with praise and prudence Think on the debt against th’ accompting-day;

grac'd : God, who to thee reason and knowledge lent, What loss or gain may follow thou may'st guess, Will ask how these two talents have been spent. Thou then wilt be secure of the success; Let not low pleasures thy high reason blind, | Yet be not always on affairs intent, He's mall, that seeks what no man e'er could | But let thy thoughts be easy and unbent :

When our minds' eyes are disengag'd and free, Why should we fondly please our sense, wherein They clearer, farther, and distinctly see ; Beasts us exceed, nor feel the stings of sin ? They quicken sloth, perplexities untie, What thoughts man's reason betier can become, Make roughness smooth, and hardness mollify ; Than th’expectation of his welcome home? And though our hands from labour are releas'd, Lords of the world have but for life their lease, Yet our minds find(ev'n when we sleep) no rest. And that too (if the lessor please) must cease. Search not to find how other men offend, Death cancels Nature's bonds, but for our deeds | But by that glass thy own offences mend; (That debt first paid) a strict account succeeds ; Still seek to learn, yet care not much from whom, If bere not clear'd, no surety bip can bail

(So it be learning) or from whence it come. Condemned debtors from th' eternal jail. Ofthy own actions others' judgments learn ; Christ's blood's our balsam; if that cure us Often by small, great matters we discern. liere,

Youth, what man's age is like to be, doth show; Him, when our judge, we shall not find severe; We may our ends by our beginnings know. His joke is easy when by us embrac'd,

Let none direct thee what to do or say, Bat loads and galls, if on our necks 'tis cast.

Till thee thy judgment of the matter sway. Re just in all thy actions ; and if join'd

Let not the pleasing many thee delight, [right, With those that are not, never change thy mind : First jurge, if those whom thou dost please, udge If aught obstruct thy course, yet stand not still, Search not to find what lies too deeply hid, But wind ab: ut, till you have topp'd the hill; Nor to know things, whose kuon ledge is fur. To the same end men several paths may tread,

bid; As many doors into one temple lead ;

Nor climb on pyramids, which thy head tam And the same hand into a fist may close,

round Which instantly a palm expanded shows: Standing, and whence no safe descent is found : Justice and faith never forsake the wise,

In vaju his nerves and faculties le strains Yetmay occasion put him in disguise ;

To rise, whose raising unsecure remains : Not turning like the wind, but if the state

They whom desert and favour forwards thrust, Of things inust change, he is not obstinate; Are wise, when they their measures can adjust. Things past, and future, with the present weighs, Wher well at ease, and happy, live content, Nor credulous of what vain rumour says.

And then consider why that life was lent. Few things by wisdoin are at first believ'd : When wealthy, show thy wisdem not to be An easy ear deceives, and is deceiv'd :

To wealth a servant, but make wealth serve thee For many ruilis bare often past for lies,

Though all alone, vet pothing th uk or do, And lies as often put on truih's disguise:

Which nor a witness nor a judge might know. As flattery too oft like friendship shows, | The highest hill is the most slippery place, Su tha mn who speak plaju truth we think our focs. | And Fortune mocks us with a siniling lace;

And her unsteady hand hath often plac'd | That liberality's but cast away,
Men in high power, but seldom holds them fast; Which make us borrow what we cannot pay :
Against her then her forces Prudence joins, And no access to wealth let rapine bring;
And to the golden mean herself confines.

Do nothing that's unjust, to be a king.
More in prosperity is reason tost,

Justice must be from violence exempt, Than ships in storms, their helms and anchors But fraud 's her only object of contempt. lost:

Fraud in the fox, force in the lion dwells; Before fair gales not all our sails we bear,

But justice both from human hearts expels; But with side winds into safe harbours steer : But he's the greatest monster (without doubt) More ships in calms on a deceitful coast,

Who is a wolf within, a sheep without. Or unseen rocks, than in high storms are lost. Nor only ill injurious actions are, Who casts out threats and frowns, no man de- But evil words and slanders bear their share. Time for resistance and defence he gives ; (ceives, Truth justice loves, and truth injustice fears, But flattery still in sugar'd words betrays, Truth above all things a just man reveres : And poison in high-tasted meats conveys;

Though not by oaths we God to witness call, So Fortune's smiles unguarded man surprise, He sees and hears, and still remembers all; But when she frowns, he arms, and her defies. And yet our attestations we may wrest,

Sometimes to make the truth more manifest;

If by a lye a man preserve his faith,

He pardon, leave, and absolution hath ;
Or if I break my promise, which to thee

Would bring no good, but prejudice to me. 'TIS the first sanction Nature gave to man, All things committed to thy trust conceal, Each other to assist in what they can ;

Nor what's forbid by any means reveal. Just or unjust, this law for ever stands,

Express thyself in plain, not doubtful words, All things are good by law which she commands; That ground for quarrels or disputes affords: The first step, man towards Christ must justly | Unless thou find occasion, hold thy tongue ; live,

Thyself or others, careless talk may wrong. Who ťus himself, and all we have, did give ; When thou art called into public power, In vain doth man the name of just expect, And when a crowd of suitors throng thy door, If his devotions he to God neglect;

Be sure no great offenders 'scape their dooms : So must we reverence God, as first to know Small praise from len'ty and remissness comes : Justice from him, not from ourselves, doth flow; Crimes pardon'd, others to those crimes invite, God those accepts, who to mankind are friends, Whilst lookers-on severe examples fright: Whose justice far as their own power extends; When by a pardon'd murderer blood is spilt, In that they imitate the Power divine;

The judge that pardon'd hath the greatest guilt ; The Sun alike on good and bad doth shine Who accuse rigour, make a gross mistake, And he that doth no good, although no ill, One criminal pardon'd may an hundred make: Does not the office of the just fulfil.

When justice on offenders is not done, Virtue doth man to virtuous actions steer, Law, government, and commerce, are o'erthrown; 'Tis not enough that he should vice forbear; As besieg'd traitors with the foe conspire, We live not only for ourselves to care,

T' unlock the gates, and set the town on fire. Whilst they that want it are deny'd their share. Yet lest the punishment th’ offence exceed, Wise Plato said, the world with men was stor'd, Justice with weight and measure must proceed: That succour each to other might afford;

Yet when pronouncing sentence seem not glad, Nor are those succours to one sort confin'd, Such spectacles, though they are just, are sad ; But several parts to several men consign'd. Though what thou dost, thou ought'st not to reHe that of his own stores no part can give,

pent, May with his counsel or his hand relieve. Yet human bowels cannot but relent: If fortune make thee powerful, give defence Rather than all must suffer, some must die ; 'Gainst fraud, and force, to naked innocence:

Yet Nature must condole their misery. And when our justice doth her tributes pay, Aud yet, if many equal guilt involve, Method and order must direct the way :

Thou may'st not these condemn, and those absolve. First to our God we must with reverence bow; Justice, when equal scales she holds, is blind, The second honour to our prince we owe; Nor cruelty, nor mercy, change her mind; Next to wives, parents, children, fit respect, When some escape for that which others die, And to our friends and kindred, we direct : Mercy to those, to these is cruelty. The we must those who groan beneath the weight | A fine and slender net the spider weaves, Of age, disease, or want, commiserate:.

Which little and light animals receives; 'Mongst those whom honest lives can recommend, And if she catch a common bee or fly, Our justice more coinpassion should extend ; They with a piteous groan and murmur die ; To such, who thee in some distress did aid, But if a wasp or bornet she entrap, Thy debt of thanks with interest should be paid : They tear her cords like Sampson, and escape e As Hesiod sings, spread waters o'er thy field, So like a fly the poor offender dies, And a most just and glad increase 'twill yield. But, like the wasp, the rich escapes and flies But yet take heed, lest doing good to one,

Do not, if one but lightly thee offend, Mischief and wrong be to another done;

The punishment beyond the crime extends Such moderation with thy bounty join,

Or after warning the offence forget; That thou may'st nothing give, that is not thine ; So God himself our failings doth remita

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Expect not more from servants than is just, Flying from thence, to Italy it came,
Reward them well, if they observe their trust; | And to the realm of Naples gave the name,
Nor them with cruelty or pride invade,

Till both their nation and their arts did come
Since God and Nature them our brothers made! | I welcome trophy to triumphant Rome;
If his offence be great, let that suffice;

Then wheresoe'er her conquering eagles filed, If light, forgive, for no man 's always wise. Arts, learning, and civility were spread;

And as in this our microcosm, the heart
Heat, spirit, motion, gives to every part;
So Rome's victorious influence did disperse

All her own virtues through the universe. THE PROGRESS OF LEARNING. Here some digression I must make, t'accuse

Thee, my forgetful and ingrateful Muse:
Couldst thou from Greece to Latium take thy

flight, My early mistress, now my ancient Muse,

| And not to thy great ancestor do right? That strong Circæan liquor cease t'infuse,

I can no more believe old Homer blind, Wherewith thou didst intoxicate my youth,

Than those, who say the Sun hath never shin'd; Now stoop with dis-inchanted wings to truth:

The age wherein he liv'd was dark, but he As the dove's flight did guide Æneas, now

Could not want sight, who taught the world to May thine conduct me to the golden bough;

sce. Tell (like a tall old oak) bow Learning shoots

| They who Minerva from Jove's head derive, To Heaven her branches, and to Hell her roots.

Might make old Homer's skull the Muses' hive; When God from earth form'd Adam in the East,

And from his brain, that Helicon distil,

Whose racy liquor did his offspring fill, He his own image on the clay imprest;

Nor old Anacreon, Hesiod, Theocrite, As subjects then the whole creation came,

Must we forget, nor Pindar's lofty flight. And from their natures Adam then did name;

Old Homer's soul, at last from Greece retir'd, Not from experience, (fur the world was new)

In Italy the Mantuan swain inspir'd. He only from their cause their natures knew.

When great Augustus made war's tempest cease, Had memory been lost with innocence,

His halycon davs brought forth the arts of peace; We had not known the sentence, nor th' offence;

He still in his triumphant chariot shines, 'Twas his chief punishment to keep in store

By Horace drawn, and Virgil's mighty lines. The sad remembrance what he was before;

'Twas certainly mysterious that the i name And though th' offending part felt mortal pain,

Of prophets and of poets is the same; Th’immortal part its knowledge did retain.

What the Tragedian 'wrote, the late success After the food, arts to Chaldæa fell,

Declares was inspiration, and not guess : The father of the faithful there did dwell,

As dark a truth that author did unfold, Who both their parent and instructor was;

As oracles or prophets e'er foretold : From thence did learning into Ægypt pass :

" At last the ocean shall unlock 3 the bound Moses in all th' Ægyptian arts was skill'd,

Of things, and a new world by Tiphys found; When heavenly power that chosen vessel fili'd;

Then ages far remote shall understand And we to his bigh inspiration owe,

The isle of Thule is not the farthest land." That what was done before the flood, we know.

Sure God, by these discoveries, did design From Ægypt, arts their progress made to Greece,

That his clear light through all the world should Wrapt in the fable of the Golden Fleece.

shine, Musæus first, then Orpheus, civilize

But the obstruction from that discord springs Mankind, and gave the world their deities;

The prince of darkness made 'twixt Christian To many gods they taught devotion,

kings; Which were the distinct faculties of one;

That peaceful age with happiness to crown, Th’ Eternal Cause, in their immortal lines,

From Heaven the Prince of Peace himself came Was taught, and poets were the first divines :

down; God Moses first, then David did iuspire,

Then the true Sun of Knowledge first appear'd, To compose anthems for his heavenly quire;

And the old dark mysterious clouds were clear'd, To th' one the style of friend he did impart,

The heavy cause of th' old accursed flood On th' other stamp the likeness of his heart:

Sunk in the sacred deluge of his blood. And Moses, in the old original,

His passion, man from his first fall redeem'd; Even God the poet of the world doth call.

Once more to Paradise restor'd we seem'd; Next those old Greeks, Pythagoras did rise,

Satan himself was bound, till th’iron chain Then Socrates, whom th' oracle call’d wise;

Our pride di: break, and let him loose again. The divine Plato moral virtue shows,

Still the old sting remain'd, and man began Then his disciple Aristotle rose,

To tempt the serpent, as he tempted man; Who Nature's secreis to the world did teach,

Then Hell sends forth her furies, Avarice, Pride, Yet that great soul our novelists impeach ;

Fraud, Discord, Force, Hypocrisy their guide : Too much manuring fill'd that field with weeds, | Though the foundation on a rock were laid, While sects, like locusts, did destroy the seeds;

The church was undermin’d, and then betray'd; The tree of knowledge, blasted by disputes,

Though the apostles these events foretold, Produces sapless leaves instead of fruits;

Yet even the shepherd did devour the fold : Proud Greece all nations else barbarians held, Boasting her learning all the world excell'd. · Vates. 2 Seneca. 3 The Prophecy.

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