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May, with their wholesome and preventive shears,
Clip your phylactories, though bauk your ears,
And succour our just fears,
When they shall read this clearly in your charge,
New presbyter is but old priest writ large.

ORIGINAL VARIOUS READINGS ON THE FORCERS OF CONSCIENCE.

Ver. 2. the vacant whore Plurality. Ver. 6. To force the consciences &c. Ver. 12. By haire-brain'd Edwards. Shallow is in the margin; and the pen is drawn through haire-brain'd.

Ver. 17. Crop ye as close as marginal P's

eares.

TRANSLATIONS.

THE FIFTH ODE OF HORACE,
LIB. I.

WHAT slender youth, bedew'd with liquid

odours,

Courts thee on roses in some pleasant cave,
Pyrrha? For whom bind'st thou

In wreaths thy golden hair,

Plain in thy neatness? O, how oft shall he
On faith and changed gods complain, and seas
Rough with black winds, and storms
Unwonted shall admire!

Who now enjoys thee credulous, all gold,
Who always vacant, always amiable

Hopes thee, of flattering gales
Unmindful. Hapless they,

To whom thou untried seem'st fair! Me, in my vow'd

Picture, the sacred wall declares to have hung
My dank and dropping weeds
To the stern god of sea.

From HORACE1.

Laughing, to teach the truth? What hinders? As some teachers give to boys Junkets and knacks, that they may learn apace.

1

From Milton's Hist. Engl. Pr. W. vol. i. p. 7. edit. 1698. These fragments of translation were collected from Milton's Prose-Works. 2 From Of Reformation in England. Pr. W. vol. i. p. 10.

P. 10.

3 From Of Reformation, &c. Pr. W. vol. i. . 4 From Of Reformation, &c. Pr. W. vol. i. p. 10.

From Tetrachordon, Pr. W. vol. i. 259. 6 Milton's Motto to his Areopagica,, A speech for the liberty of unlincensed Printing, &c. Prose W. vol. i. 141.

7 Sat. i. i. 24.

8 From Apol. Smectymn. Pr. W. vol. i. 116.

From HORACE.

Joking decides great things, Stronger and better oft than earnest can1o.

From SOPHOCLES".

'Tis you that say it, not I. You do the deeds, And your ungodly deeds find me the words'.

From SENECA'3.

There can be slain

No sacrifice to God more acceptable, Than an unjust and wicked king14.

PSALM 1.

Done into verse, 1633.

BLESS'D is the man who hath not walk'd astray
In counsel of the wicked, and i' the way
Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat
Of scorners hath not sat. But in the great
Jehovah's law is ever his delight,
And in his law he studies day and night.
He shall be as a tree which planted grows
By watery-streams, and in his season knows
To yield his fruit, and his-leaf shall not fall,
And what he takes in hand shall prosper all.
Not so the wicked, but as chaff which fann'd
The wind drives, so the wicked shall not stand
In judgment, or abide their trial then,
Nor sinners in the assembly of just men.
For the Lord knows the upright way of the just,
And the way of bad men to ruin must,

As thy possession I on thee bestow [sway'd, The Heathen; and, as thy conquest to be Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low

With iron sceptre bruis'd, and them disperse Like to a potter's vessel shiver'd so. And now be wise at length, ye kings averse,

Be taught, ye judges of the Earth; with fear Jehovah serve, and let your joy converse With trembling; kiss the Son lest he appear In anger, and ye perish in the way,

If once his wrath take fire, like fuel sere. Happy all those who have in him their stay.

PSALM III. Aug. 9, 1653.

When he fled from Absalom

LORD, how many are my foes!

How many those,

That in arms against me rise;

Many are they,

That of my life distrustfully thus say;
No help for him in God there lies.
But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory,
Thee through my story,

The exalter of my head I count;
Aloud I cried

Unto Jehovah, he full soon replied,
And heard me from his holy mount.
I lay and slept; I wak'd again;
For my sustain

Was the Lord, Of many millions
The populous rout

I fear not, though, encamping round about,
They pitch against me their pavilions.
Rise, Lord; save me, my God; for thou
/ Hast smote ere now

On the cheek-bone all my foes,

Of men abhorr'd

Hast broke the teeth.

[Lord;

This help was from the

Thy blessing on thy people flows.

PSALM IV. Aug. 10, 1653.

ANSWER me when I call,
God of my righteousness;
In straits and in distress,
Thou didst me disenthrall
And set at large; now spare,

Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer.
Great ones, how long will ye

| My glory have in scorn? How long be thus forborn Still to love vanity?

To love, to seek, to prize,

Thing false and vain, and nothing else but Yet know the Lord hath chose,

Chose to hirelf apart,
The good and meek of heart;
(For whom to choose he knows)
Jehovah from on high

[lies.

Will hear my voice, what time to him I cry. Be aw'd, and do not sin;

Speak to your hearts alone,

Upon your beds, each one,
And be at peace within.

$15.

Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust..

For all my bones, that even with anguish ake, Are troubled, yea, my soul is troubled sore, And thou, O Lord, how long? Turn, Lord;

.restore

My soul; O save me for thy goodness sake:
For in death no resemblance is of thee;

Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise?
Wearied I am with sighing out my days;
Nightly my couch I make a kind of sea;
My bed I water with my tears; mine eye
Through grief consumes, is waxen old and
dark

I' the midst of all my enemies that mark. Depart, all ye that work iniquity,

De part from me; for the voice of my weeping The Lord hath heard; the Lord hath heard my prayer;

My supplication with acceptance fair

PSALM V. Aug. 12, 1653.

JEHOVAH, to my words give ear,

My meditation weigh;

The voice of my complaining hear,

My King and God; for unto thee I pray. Jehovah, thou my early voice

Shalt in the morning hear :

I' the morning I to thee with choice

Mine enemies shall all be blank and dash'd
With much confusion; then, grown red with

shame,

They shall return in haste the way they came, And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.

For thou art not a God that takes

In wickedness delight;

Evil with thee no biding makes;

Fools or mad men stand not within thy sight. All workers of iniquity

Thou hat'st; and them unblest
Thou wilt destroy that speak a lye;

The bloody and guileful man God doth detest.
But I will, in thy mercies dear,
Thy numerous mercies, go

Into thy house; I, in thy fear,

Will towards thy holy temple worship low.
Lord, lead me in thy righteousness,

Lead me, because of those

That do observe if I transgress;

Set thy ways right before, where my step goes. For,in his faltering mouth unstable,

[smooth.

No word is firm or sooth;
Their inside, troubles miserable;
An open grave their throat, their tongue they
God, find them guilty, let them fall

By their own counsels quell'd;
Push them in their rebellions all
Still on; for against thee they have rebell'd.
Then all who trust in thee, shall bring

Their joy; while thou from blame
Defend'st them, they shall ever sing
And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name.
For thou, Jehovah, wilt be found

To bless the just man still;
As with a shield, thou wilt surround
Him with thy lasting favour and good will,

PSALM VI, Aug. 13, 1653.

LORD, in thine anger do not reprehend me
Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct;
Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,
And very weak and faint; heal and amend me:

Save me and secure me under
Thy protection while I cry ;
Lest, as a lion, (and no wonder)
He haste to tear my soul asunder,
Tearing, and no rescue nigh.

Lord, my God, if I have thought
Or done this; if wickedness
Be in my hands; if I have wrought
Ill to him that meant me peace;
Or to him have render'd less,
And not freed my foe for nought;

Let the enemy pursue my soul,
And overtake it; let him tread
My life down to the earth, and roll
In the dust my glory dead,
In the dust; and, there out-spread,
Lodge it with dishonour foul.
Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire,

Rouse thyself amidst the rage
Of my foes that urge like fire;
And wake for me, their fury asswage;
Judgment here thou didst engage
And command, which I desire.

So the assemblies of each nation
Will surround thee, seeking right;
Thence to thy glorious habitation
Return on high, and in their sight,
Jehovah judgeth most upright
All people from the world's foundation.

Judge me, Lord; be judge in this
According to my righteousness,
And the innocence which is
Upon me: cause at length to cease
Of evil men the wickedness
And their power that do amiss,

But the just establish fast,

Since thou art the just God that tries
Hearts and reins. On God is cast
My defence, and in him lies,
In him who, both just and wise,
Saves the upright of heart at last.

God is a just judge and severe,
And God is every day offended;
If the unjust will not forbear,

His sword he whets, his bow hath bended Already, and for him intended

The tools of death, that waits him near.

(His arrows purposely made he
For them that persecute.) Behold,
He travels big with vanity;
Trouble he hath conceiv'd of old,
As in a womb; and from that mould
Hath at length brought forth a lie.

He digg'd a pit, and delv'dit deep,
And fell into the pit he made;

His mischief, that due course doth keep,
Turns on his head; and his ill trade
Of violence will, undelay'd.

Fall on his crown with ruin steep.

April, 1648. J. M;

517

Nine of the Psalms done into metre, wherein all
ut what is in a different character, are the very
words of the text, translated from the original.
PSALM LXXX.

1. THOU Shepherd, that dost Israel keep,
Give ear in time of need;

Who leadest like a flock of sheep

Thy loved Joseph's seed;

That sitt'st between the cherubs bright,
Between their wings out-spread;
Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light,
And on our foes thy dread.

2. In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's,
And in Manasse's sight,

Awake thy strength, come, and be seen
To save us by thy might.

3. Turn us again, thy grace divine
To us, O God, vouchsafe;

Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.

4. Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou,
How long wilt thou declare

Thy smoking wrath, and angry brow
Against thy people's prayer!

5. Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears;
Their bread with tears they eat;

And mak'st them largely drink the tears
Wherewith their cheeks are wet.

6. A strife thou mak'st us and a prey
To every neighbour foe;

Among themselves they laugh, they play,
And flouts at us they throw.

7. Return us, and thy grace divine,
O God of Hosts, vouchsafe;
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,

And then we shall be safe.

8. A vine from Egypt thou hast brought,
Thy free love made it thine,
And drov'st out nations, proud and haut,
To plant this lovely vine.

9. Thou didst prepare for it a place,
And root it deep and fast,
That it began to grow apace,

And fill'd the land at last.

10. With her green shade that cover'd all,
The bills were over-spread ;

Her boughs as high as cedars tall
Advanc'd their lofty head.

11. Her branches on the western side
Down to the sea she sent,

And upward to that river wide

Her other branches went.

12. Why hast thou laid her hedges low,
And broken down her fence,
That all may pluck her, as they go,
With rudest violence?

13. The tusked boar out of the wood
Up turns it by the roots;

Wild beasts there brouze, and make their food
Her grapes and tender shoots.

14. Return now, God of Hosts, look down
From Heaven, thy seat divine;
Behold us, but without a frown,

And visit this thy vine.
15. Visit this vine, which thy right hand
Hath set, and planted long,
And the young branch, that for thyself
Thou hast made firm and strong.

1. To God our strength sing loud, and clear, Sing loud to God our King;

To Jacob's God, that all may hear,

Loud acclamations ring.

2. Prepare a hymn, prepare a song,
The timbrel hither bring;
The cheerful psaltery bring along,
And harp with pleasant string.
3. Blow, as is wont, in the new moon
With trumpets' lofty sound,
The appointed time, the day whereon
Our solemn feast comes round.
4. This was a statute given of old
For Israel to observe;

A law of Jacob's God, to hold,

From whence they might not swerve.
5. This he a testimony ordain'd
In Joseph, not to change,
When as he pass'd through Egypt land;
The tongue I heard was strange.
6. From burden, and from slavish toil,
I set his shoulder free :

His hands from pots, and miry soil,
Deliver'd were by me.

7. When trouble did thee sore assail,
On me then didst thou call;

And I to free thee did not fail,
And led thee out of thrall.
I answer'd thee in thunder deep,
With clouds encompass'd round;
I tried thee at the water steep
Of Meriba renown'd.

8. Hear, O my People, hearken well;
I testify to thee,

Thou ancient stock of Israel,

If thou wilt list to me:

9. Throughout the land of thy abode No alien God shall be,

Nor shalt thou to a foreign God

In honour bend thy knee.

10. I am the Lord thy God, which brought Thee out of Egypt land;

Ask large enough, and I, besought,
Will grant thy full demand.

11. And yet my people would not hear,
Nor hearken to my voice;

And Israel, whom I lov'd so dear,
Mislik'd me for his choice.

And turn my hand against all those,

That are their enemies.

15. Who hate the Lord should then be fain To bow to him and bend;

But they, his people, should remain,

Their time should have no end.

16. And he would feed them from the shock
With flower of finest wheat,

And satisfy them from the rock
With honey for their meat.

PSALM LXXXII.

1. God in the great assembly stands
Of kings and lordly states;
Among the gods, on both his hands,
He judges and debates.

2. How long will ye pervert the right
With judgment false and wrong,
Favouring the wicked by your might,
Who thence grow bold and strong?
3. Regard the weak and fatherless,
Despatch the poor man's cause:
And raise the man in deep distress
By just and equal laws.

4. Defend the poor and desolate,
And rescue from the hands
Of wicked men the low estate

Of him that help demands.

5. They know not, nor will understand
In darkness they walk on;

The Earth's foundations all are mov'd,
And out of order gone.

6. I said that ye were gods, yea all
The sons of God Most High;

7. But ye shall die like men, and fall As other princes die.

8. Rise, God; judge thou the Earth in might, This wicked Earth redress;

For thou art he who shall by right
The nations all possess.

PSALM LXXXIII.

1. BE not thou silent now at length,
O God, hold not thy peace;
Sit thou not still, O God of strength,
We cry, and do not cease.

2. For lo, thy furious foes now swell,
And storm outrageously;

And they that hate thee, proud and fell,
Exalt their heads full high.

3. Against thy people they contrive
Their plots and counsels deep;
Them to ensnare they chiefly strive,
Whom thou dost hide and keep.

4. Come, let us cut them off, say they, Till they no nation be;

That Israel's name for ever may

Be lost in memory.