A PARAPHRASE ON PSALM CXIV. [This and the following Psalm were done by the Author at fifteen years old.] WHEN the blest seed of Terah's faithful son, 5 10 The high, huge-bellied mountains skip, like rams PSALM CXXXVI. LET us, with a gladsome mind, Let us blaze his name abroad, For of Gods he is the God. For his, &c. O let us his praises tell, Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell. 5 10 Who, with his miracles, doth make Who, by his wisdom, did create Who did the solid earth ordain To rise above the wat❜ry plain, For his, &c. Who, by his all-commanding might, And caus'd the golden-tressed sun The horned moon to shine by night, He with his thunder-clasping hand And, in despite of Pharoah fell, 35 20 30 35 40 He brought from thence his Israël. The ruddy waves he cleft in twain 45 For his, &c. For his, &c. The floods stood still, like walls of glass, For his, &c. But full soon they did devour The tawny king with all his power. For his, &c. 55 His chosen people he did bless In bloody battle he brought down He foil'd bold Seon and his host, And large-limb'd Og he did subdue, And to his servant Israel He gave their land therein to dwell. He hath, with a piteous eye, For his, &c. And freed us from the slavery Of the invading enemy. For his, &c. All living creatures he doth feed, And with full hand supplies their need. Let us therefore warble forth His mighty majesty and worth. That his mansion hath on high For his mercies aye endure, TRANSLATIONS. FROM GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH* Brutus thus addresses Diana in the country of Leogecia. GODDESS of shades, and huntress, who at will To whom, sleeping before the altar, Diana answers in a vision the same night. Brutus, far to the west, in the ocean wide, And kings be born of thee, whose dreadful might FROM DANTE‡. Ah Constantine, of how much ill was cause, * Hist. Brit. i. xi. "Diva potens nemorum," &c. + From Milton's Hist. Engl. Pr. W. vol. i. p. 7. edit. 1698. + Infern. C. xix. From Of Reformation in England. Pr. W. vol. i. p. 10. |