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As when a battering storm engender'd high, Who on thy thunder still their thoughts employ,
On heroes thus the prophet's fate is thrown,
Their aching conscience gives their tongue the lie.
All sacred names of most divine esteem,
Whose steady soul ne'er learnt to separate
Between bis monarch's interest and the state, But what the crown's prerogatives must buy : But heaps those blessings on the royal head, As if their monarch's rights to violate
Which he well knows must be on subjects shed. More needful were, then to preserve the state! On what pretence could then the vulgar rage From present dangers they divert their care, Against his worth and native rights engage? And all their fears are of the royal heir;
Religious fears their argument are made, Whom now the reigning malice of his foes
Religious fears his sacred rights invade! Unjuda'd would sentence, and ere crown depose. Of future superstition they complain, Religion the pretence, but their decree
And Jebusitic worship in his reign: To bar his reign, whate'er his faith shall be ! With such alarms his foes the crowd deceive, By sanhedrims and clamorous crowds thus prest, With danyers fright, which not themselves believe. What passions rent the righteous David's breast? Since nothing can our sacred rites remore, Who knows noi how t' oppose or to comply, Whate'er the faith of the successor prove: Unjust to grant, and dangerous to deny!
Our Jews their ark shall undisturb'd retain, How near in this dark juncture Israel's fate, At least while their religion is their gain, Whose peace one sole expedient could create, Who know by old experience Baal's commands Which yet th' extremest virtue did require, Not only claim'd their conscience but their lands; Ev'n of that prince whose downfall they conspire! They grudge God's tithes, how therefore shall they His absence David does with tears advise,
An idol full possession of the field ?
(Field T" appease their rage. Undaunted he complies; Grant such a prince enthron'd, we must confess 'Thus he who, prodigal of love and ease,
The people's sufferings than that monarch's less, A royal life expos'd to winds and seas,
Who must to hard conditions still be bound, At once contending with the waves and fire, And for his quiet with the crowd compound; And heading danger in the wars of Tyre,
Or should his thoughts to tyranny incline, Inglorious now forsakes his native sand,
Where are the means to compass the design? And like an exile quits the promis'd land!
Our crown's revenues are too short a store, Our monarch scarce from pressing tcars refrains, And jealous sanhedrims would give no more. And painfully his royal state maintains,
As vain our fears of Egypt's potent aid, Who now, einbracing on th' extremest shore, Not so has Pharaoh learnt ambition's trade, Almost revokes what he enjoin'd before :
Nor ever with such measures can comply, Concludes at last more trust to be allow'd
As sbock the common rules of policy; To storms and seas than to the raging crowd! None dread like him the growth of Israel's king, Forbear, rash Muse, the parting scene to draw, And he alone sufficient aids can bring; With silence charm'd as deep as their's that saw! Who knows that prince to Egypt can give law, Not only our attending nubles weep,
'That on our stubborn tribes his yoke could drav, But harily sailors swell with tears the deep! At such profound expense he has not stood, The tide restrain d her course, and more amaz'd, Nor dy'd for this his hands so deep in blood; (take, The twin-stars on the royal brothers gaz'd: Would ne'er through wrong and right his progress While this sole fear
Grudge his own rest, and keep the world awake, Does trouble to our suffering hero brins,
To fix a lawless prince on Judah's throne, Lest next the popular rage oppress the king! First to invade our rights, and then his own; Thus parting, each for th' other's danger griev'd, His dear-gain'd conquests cheaply to despoil, The shore the king, and seas the prince receiv'd. And reap the harvest of his crimes and toil. Go, injur'd hero, while propitious gales,
We grant his wealth vast as our ocean's sand, Soft as thy consort's breath, inspire thy sails; And curse its fatal influence on our land, Well may she trust her beauties on a flood, Which our brib'd Jews so numerously partake, Where thy triumphant fleets so oft have rode! That er'n an host his pensioners would make; Safe on thy breast reclin'd her rest be deep, From these deceivers our divisions spring, Rock'd like a Nereid by the waves asleep;
Our weakness, and the growth of Egypt's king; While happiest dreams her fancy entertain, These with pretended friendship to the state, And to Elysian tields convert the main !
Our crowd's suspicion of their prince create, Go, injur'd hers, while the shores of Tyre
Both pleas'd and frighten'd with the specious ery, At thy approach su silent shall admire,
To guard their sacred rights and property;
To ruin, thus the chosen flock are sold,
But grant we should confirm the wrongs they press, While wolves are ta’en for guardians of the fold; His sufferings yet were than the people's less; Seduc'd by these we groundlessly complain,
Condemn'd for life the murdering sword to wield,. And loath the manna of a gentle reign:
And on their heirs entail a bloody field: Thus our forefathers' crooked paths are trod, Thus madly their own freedom they betray, We trust our prince no more than they their God. And for th' oppression which they fear make way; But all in vain our reasoning prophets preach, Succession fix'd by Heaven, the kingdom's bar, To those whom sad experience ne'er could teach, Which, once dissolv'd, admits the flood of war; Who can commence new broils in bleeding scars, Waste, rapine, spoil, without, th' assault begin, And fresh remembrance of intestine wars;
And our mad tribes supplant the fence within. When the same household mortal foes did yield, Since then their good they will not understand, And brothers staind with brother's blood the field; "Tis time to take the monarch's power in hand ; When sons' curst steel the fathers' gore did stain, Authority and force to join with skill, And mothers mourn'd for sons by fathers slain! And save the lunatics against their will. When thick as Egypt's locusts on the sand, The same rough means that swage the crowd, appease Our tribes lay slaughter'd through the promis'd land, Our senates, raging with the crowd's disease. Whose few survivors with worse fate remain, Henceforth unbiass'd measures let them draw To drag the bondage of a tyrant's reign;
From no false gloss, but genuine text of law; Which scene of woes, unknowing, we renew, Nor urge those crimes upon religion's score, And madly, ev'n those ills we fear, pursue; Themselves so much in Jebusites abhor. While Pharaoh laughs at our domestic broils, Whom laws convict, and only they, shall bleed, And safely crowds his tents with nations' spoils. Nor Pharisees by Pharisees be freed. Yet our fierce sanhedrim in restless rage,
Impartial justice from our throne shall shower, Against our absent hero still engage,
All shall have right, and we our sovereign power." And chiefly urge, such did their frenzy prove, He said, th' attendants heard with awful joy, The only suit their prince forbids to move,
And g'ad presages their fix'd thoughts employ; Which till obtain'd they cease affairs of state,
From Hebron now the suffering heir return'd, And real dangers wave for groundless hate. A realm that long with civil discord mourn'd; Long David's patience waits relief to bring, Till his approach, like some arriving god, With all th' indulgence of a lawful king,
Compos'd and heal'd the place of his abode, Expecting till the troubled waves would cease, The deluge check'd, that to Judea spread, But found the raging billows still increase.
And stopp'd sedition at the fountain's head. The crowd, whose insolence forbearance swells, Thus in forgiving David's paths he drives, While he forgives too far, almost rebels.
And, chasd from Israel, Israel's peace contrives. At last his deep resentments silence broke,
The field confess'd his power in arms before, Th' imperial palace shook, while thus he spoke: And seas proclaim'd his triumphs to the shore;
“ Then Justice wake, and Rigour take her time As nobly has his sway in Hebron shown, For lo! our mercy is become our crime.
How fit t' inherit godlike David's throne. While halting Punishment her stroke delays, Through Sion's streets his glad arrival 's spread, Our sovereign right, Heaven's sacred trust, decays! And conscions Faction shrinks her snaky head; For whose support ev'n subjects' interest calls, His train their sutierings think o'crpaid, to see Woe to that kingdom where the monarch falls ! The crowd's applause with virtue once agree. That prince who yields the least of regal sway,
Success charms all, but zeal for worth distrest, So far his people's freedom does betray.
A virtue proper to the brave and best; Right lives by law, and law subsists by power; 'Mongst whom was Jothran, Jothran always bent Disarm the shepherd, wolves the fock devour. To serve the crown, and loyal by descent, Hard lot of empire o'er a stubborn race,
Whose constancy so firm, and conduct just, Which Heaven itself in vain has try'd with grace Deserv'd at once two royal masters' trust; When will our reason's long-charm'd eyes unclose Who Tyre's proud arms had maufully withstood And Israel judge between her friends and foes? On seas, and gather'd laurels from the food; When shall we see expir'd deceivers sway,
Of learning yet, no portion was deny'd,
Of steady soul when public storms were high!
Such were the chiefs who most his sufferings mournd, Religion, laws, and freedom, were their aim, And view'd with silent joy the prince return'd; Our senates in due methods they had led,
While those that sought his absence to betray, To avoid those mischiefs which they seem'd to dread; Press first their nauseous false respects to pay ; But first, ere yet they propp'd the sinking state, Him still th' officious hypocrites molest, T'impeach and charge, as urg'd by private hate, And with malicious duty break his rest. Proves that they ne'er believ'd the fears they prest, While real transports thus his friends employ, But barbarously destroy'd the nation's rest! And foes are loud in their dissembled joy, 0! whither will ungovernd senates drive,
His triumphs, so resounded far and near, And to what bounds licentious votes arrive? Miss'd not his young ambitious rival's ear; When their injustice we are press'd to share, And as when joyful hunters' clamorous train The monarch-urg'd to exclude the lawful heir; Some slumbering lion wakes in Moab's plain, Are princes thus distinguish'd from the crowd, Who oft had forc'd the bold assailants yield, And this the privilege of royal blood ?
And scatter'd his pursuers through the field,
Disdaining, furls his mane and tears the ground, From hate to that their reformations spring,
And David not their grievance, but the king.
Seiz'd now with panic fear the faction lies, Provokes from far, and dares them to the fray; Lest this clear truth strike Absalom's charm’d eyes, Such rage storm'd now in Absalom's fierce breast, Lest he perceive, from long enchantment free, Such indignation his fir'd eyes confest;
What all beside the flatter'd youth must see. Where now was the instructor of his pride? But whate'er doubts his troubled bosom swell, Slept the old pilot in so rough a tide?
Fair carriage still became Achitophel. Whose wiles had from the happy shore betray'd, Who now an envious festival instals, And thus on shelves the credulous youth convey'd; And to survey their strength the faction calls, In deep revolving thoughts he weighs bis state, Which fraud, religious worship tco must gild; Seenre of craft, nor doubts to baile Fate;
But, oh! how weakly does sedition build! At least, if his storm'd bark must go adrift, For lo! the royal mandate issues forth, To baulk his charge, and for himself to shift, Dashing at once their treason, zeal, and mirth! In which his dextruis wit had oft been shown, So have I seen disastrous chance invade, Jud in the wreck of kingdoms sav'd his own; Where careful emmets had their forage laid, But now with more than common danger prest, Whether fierce Vulcan's rage the furzy plain Of various resolution stands possest,
Had seiz'd, engender'd by some careless swain; Perceives the crowd's unstable zeal decay,
Or swelling Neptune lawless inroads made, Lest their recanting chief the cause betray, And to their cell of store his food convey'd; Who on a father's grace his hopes may ground, The commonwealth broke up, distracted go, And for leis pardou with their heads compound. And in wild haste their loaded mates o'erthrow; Him therefore, ere his fortune slip her time, Ev'n so our scatter'd guests confus'dly meet, The statesinan plots t'engage in some bold crime With boil'd, bak’d, roast, all justling in the street; Past pardon, whether to attempt his bed,
Dejecting all, and ruefully dismay'd, Or threat with open arms the royal head,
For shekel without treat or treason paid. Or other daring method, and unjust,
Sedition's dark eclipse now fainter shows, That may confirm bin in the people's trust. More bright each hour the royal planet grows, But failing thus t'enspare him, nur secure
Of force the clouds of envy to disperse, Hlor long his foil'd ambition may endure,
In kiud conjunction of assisting stars. Pluts next to lay him by, as past his date,
Here, labouring Muse, those glorious chiefs relate, And try some new pretendler's luckier fate; That turnd the doubtful scale of David's fate; Whose hopes with equal toil he would purstie, The rest of that illustrious band rehearse, Nor cares what claimer 's crown'd, except the true. Immortaliz'd in laurellid Asaph's verse : Wake, Absalom, approaching ruin shun,
Hard task! yet will not I thy flight recal, And see, O see, for whom thou art undone! View Heaven, and then enjoy thy glorious fall. How are thy honours and thy fame betray'd,
First write Bezaliel, whose illustrious name The property of desperate villains made ?
Forestalls our praise, and gives his poet fame. Last power and conscious fears their crimes create, The Kenites' rocky province his command, And guilt in thein was little less than fate;
A barren limb of fertile Canaan's land; But why shouldst thou, from every grievance free, which for its generous natives yet could be Forsake thy vineyards for their stormy sea? Held worthy such a president as he! For thee did Canaan's milk and honey flow, Bezaliel, with each grace and virtue fraught, Love dressid thy bo'vers, and laurels sought thy Serene his looks; serene his life and thought; brow,
On whom so largely Nature heap'd her store, Preferment, Wealth, and Power, thy vassals were, There scarce remaind for arts to give him more! And of a monarch a I things but the care.
To aid the crown and state his greatest zeal, Oh! should our crimes again that curse draw down, Ilis second care that service to conceal; And rebel arms once more attempt the crown, Of dues observant, firun to every trust, Sure ruiu waits unhappy Absalom,
And to the needy always more than just ; Alike by conquest or defeat undone;
Who truth from specious falsehood can divide, Who could relentless see such youth and charms Has all the gownsmens' skill without their pride; Expire with wretched fate in impious arms! Tbus crown'd with worth from heights of honuur so, A prince so formd with Earth's and Heaven's ap- Sees all his glories copy'd in his son, plause,
Whose forward fame should every Muse engage, To triumph o'er crownd heads in David's cause: Whose youih boasts skill deny'd to others' age: Or grant bim victor, still his hopes must fail, Men, manners, language, books of noblest kind, Who conquering would not for himself prevail; Already are the conquest of his mind: The faction, whom he trusts for future sway, Whose loyalty before its date was prime, Him and the public would alike betray;
Nor waited the dull course of rolling time: Amongst theinselves divide the captive state, The monster Faction early he dismay'd, And found their hydra-empire in his fate!
And David's cause long since confessd his aid. Thus having beat the clouds with painful flight, Brave Abdael o'er the propbet's schooi was plac'd; The pity'd youth, with sceptres in his sight, Abdael, with all his father's virtue grac'd; So have their cruel politics decreed,
A hero, who, while stars look'd wondering down, Must, by that crew that made him guilty, bleed ! Without one liebrew's blood restor'd the crown. For could their pride brook any prince's sway, That praise was his; what therefore did remain Whom but mild David would they choose t' obey ? For following chiefs, but boldly to maintain Who once at such a gentle reign repine,
That crown restor'd : and, this rank of fame, The fall of inonarchy itself design ;
Brave Abdael with the first a place must claim.
Proceed, illustrious, happy chief! proceed, Thy strains shall be our slumbering prophets' dream,
The song of Asaph shall for ever last.
How well his worth, and brave adventures styl'd; And to the Sun their scaly brood expose,
Just to his virtues, to his errour mild. Or swell'd above the cliffs their billows raise, No page of thine, that fears the strictest view, Before the Muses leave their patron's praise. But teems with just reproof, or praise as due; Eliab our next labour does invite,
Not Eden could a fairer prospect yield, And hard the task to do Eliab right :
All paradise without one barren field:
Whose wit the censure of his foes has past,
What praise for such rich strains shall we allow?
While bees in flowers rejoice, and flowers in dew, In all the bloom of smiling Nature drest,
While stars and fountains to their course are true; And blest again to see his flower ally'd
While Judah's throne and Sion's rock stand fast, To David's stock, and made young Othniel's bride! The song of Asaph and the fame shall last. The bright restorer of his father's youth,
Still Hebron's honour'd happy soil retains Devoted to a son's and subject's truth:
Our royal hero's beauteous dear remains; Resolv'd to bear that prize of duty home,
Who now sails off with winds nor wishes slack, So bravely sought, while sought by Absalom. To bring his sufferings' bright companion back. Ah prince! th’ illustrious planet of thy birth, But ere such transport can our sense employ, And thy more powerful virtue, guard thy worth; A bitter grief must poison half our joy ; That no Achitophel thy ruin boast;
Nor can our coasts restor'd those blessings see Israel too much in one such wreck has lost. Without a bribe to envious Destiny !
Ev'n Envy must consent to Helon's worth, Curs d Sodom's doom for ever fix the tide Whose soul, though Egypt glories in his birth, Where by inglorious chance the valiant dy'd ! Could for our captive-ark its zeal retain,
Give not insulting Askalon to know, And Pharaoh's altars in their pomp disdain : Nor let Gath's daughters triumph in our woe! To slight his gods was small; with nobler pride, No sailor with the news swell Egypt's pride, He all th' allurements of his court defy'd.
By what inglorious fate our valiant dy'd ! Whom profit nor example could betray,
Weep, Arnon! Jordan, weep thy fountains dry, But Israel's friend, and true to David's sway. While Sion's rock dissolves for a supply. What acts of favour in his province fall,
Calm were the elements, night's silence deep, On merit he confers, and freely all.
The waves scarce murmuring, and the winds as:cep; Our list of nobles next let Amri grace,
Yet Fate for ruin takes so still an hour, Whose merits claim'd the Abethdin's high place; And treacherous sands the princely bark devour; Who, with a loyalty that did excel,
Then Death unworthy seiz'd a generous race, Brought all th' endowments of Achitophel.
To virtue's scandal, and the stars disgrace! Sincere was Amri, and not only knew,
Oh! had th' indulgent powers vouchsaf'd to yield, But Israel's sanctions into practice drew;
In-tead of faithless shelves, a listed field : Our laws, that did a boundless ocean seem,
A listed field of Heaven's and David's foes, Were coasted all, and fathom'd all by him. Fierce as the troops that did his youth oppose, No rabbin speaks like him their mystic sense, Each life had on his slaughter'd heap retir'd, So just, and with such charins of eloquence: Not tamely, and unconquering thus expir’d: To whom the double blessing does belong,
But Destiny is now their only foe, With Moses' inspiration, Aaron's tongue.
And dying er'n o'er that they triumph too; Than Sheva none more loyal zeal have shown, With lond last breaths their master's scape applaud, Wakeful as Judah's lion for the crown,
Of whom kind force could scarce the Fates defrand; Who for that cause still combats in bis age, Who, for such followers lost, О matchless mind! For which his youth with danger did
engage. At bis own safety now almost repin'd! In vain our factious priests the cant revive; Say, royal sir, by all your fame in arms, In vain seditious scribes with libel strive
Your praise in peace, and by Urania's charms; T' intlame the crowd ; while he with watchful eye If all your sufferings past so nearly prest, Observes, and shoots their treasons as they ily: Or pierc'd with half so painful grief your breast? Their weekly frauds his keen replies detect;
Thus some diviner Muse her hero forms, He undeceives more fast than they infect.
Not sooth'd with soft delights, but tost in storms. So Muses, wben the pest on legions prey'd,
Nor stretch'd on roses in the myrtle grove, Advanc'd his signal, and the plagne was stay'd. Nor crowns his days with mirth, his nights with love,
Once more, my fainting Muse, thy pinions try, But far remov'd in thundering camps is found, And strength's exhausted store let love supply. His slumbers short, his bed the herbless ground: What tribute, Asaph, shall we render thee? In tasks of danger always seen the first, We'll crown thee with a wreath from thy own tree! Feeds from the helge, and slakes with ice his thirst. 'Thy laurel gruie no envy's flash can blast; Long must his patience strive with Fortune's rage, The song of Asaph shall for over last.
And long opposing gous themselves engage, With wonder late posterity shall dwell
Must see his country flame, bis friends destroy'd, On Absalom and false Achitopiacl :
Before the proinis'd empire be enjoy'd :
Such toil of Fate must build a man of fame, Hebrew priests ......... The church of England clercy: And such, to Israel's crown, the godlike David came. Helon......
............ Earl of Feversham. What sudden beams dispel the clouds so fast, Hushai...
...Hyde, earl of Rochester. Whose drenching rains laid all our vineyards waste! Jebusites ...Papists. The spring so far behind her course delay'd, Jerusalem
...... London. On th’ instant is in all her bloom array'd;
.. English. The winds breathe low, the elements serene; Jonas......................... Sir William Jones. Yet mark what motion in the waves is seen! Jordan...
Dover. Thronging and busy as Hyblean swarms,
Marquis of Halifax. Or straggled soldiers summond to their arms. Jothram..... .Lord Dartmouth. See where the princely bark in loosest pride,
.Richard Crownwell. With all her guardian fleet, adorns the tide! Israel.......
.England. High on her deck the royal lovers stand,
Issachar..... . Thomas Thynne, Esq. Our crimes to pardon ere they touch'd our land.
Judas.......... .Mr. Ferguson, a canting Welcome to Israel and to David's breast !
teacher. Here all your toils, here all your sufferings rest.
Jshban................... Sir Robert Clayton. This year did Ziloah rule Jerusalem,
Mephibosheth ........... Pordage. And boldly all Sedition's syrtes stem,
..... Queen Catharine. Howe'er encumber'd with a viler pair,
Nadab ................ .... Lord Howard of Escriek. Than Ziph or Shimei to assist the chair;
Og............................ .Shadwell. Yet Ziloah's loyal labours so prevailid
Phaleg...................... Forbes. That Faction at the next election fail'd,
Pharaoh.................. King of France. When ev'n the common cry did justice sound,
..... Sir Thomas Player. And merit by the multitude was crown'd:
Sagan of Jerusalem... Dr. Compton, bishop of La With David then was Israel's peace restor’d,
don. Crowds mourn'd their errour, and obey'd their lord. Sanhedrim
Sir Roger Lestrange.
Tyre ......................... Holland. Abdael ...................General Monk, duke of Albe. Uzza
..........Jack Hall. marle.
Sancroft, archbishop of CanAbethdin .... ... The name given, through this
terbury. poem, to a lord chancellor Zaken.....................A member of the house of in general.
commons. Absalom..... ..Duke of Monmouth.
Zimri.............. Villiers, duke of Buckingham. Achitophel... .The earl of Shaftesbury. Ziloah.......
Sir John Moor. Adriei....
.Earl of Mulgrave. Agag......
Sir Edinundbury Godfrey. Amiel..
.Mr. Seymour, speaker of the
house of commons.
Dutchess of Monmouth. ...Sir William Waller.
EPISTLE TO THE WHIGS. Asaph
...A character drawn by Tate
for Dryden, in the second For to whom can I dedicate this poem, with so part of this poem.
much justice as to you? It is the representation Balaam....... Earl of Huntingdon.
of your own hero: it is the picture drawn at length, Balaak.. ... Barnet.
which you admire and prize so much in little Barzillai. Duke of Ormond.
None of your ornaments are wanting ; neither the Bathsheba Dutchess of Portsmouth.
landscape of your Tower, nor the rising Sun; nor Benaiah..... General Sackville.
the Anno Domini of your new sovereign's coronaBen Jochanan ..Rev. Mr. Samuel Johnson. tion. This must needs be a grateful undertaking Bezaliel. ...Duke of Beaufort.
to your whole party: especially to those who have .Lord Grey.
not been so happy as to purchase the original. Corah.. ...Dr. Oates.
hear the graver has made a good market of it: all David... ...Charles II.
his kings are bought up already; or the value of Doeg ...Elkanah Settle.
the remainder so enhanced, that many a poor Po Egypt. ... France.
lander, who would be glad to worship the image, is Eliab.
... Sir Henry Bennet, earl of Ar- not able to go to the cost of bim, but must be con lington.
tent to see him here. I must confess I am no great Ethnic Plot .. The popish plot.
artist; but sign-post painting will serve the turn to Gath
..The land of exile, more par- remember a friend by; especially when better is
ticularly Brussels, where not to be bad. Yet, for your comfort, the lineaking Charles II. long re- ments are true: and though he sat not five times sided.
to me, as he did to B. yet I have consulted history; Hebron ...... ..... ...... Scotland.
as the Italian painters do, when tbey would drar:
A SATIRE AGAINST SEDITION.