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Chase from our minds th'infernal foe,
der that denomination. For example; there are And peace, the fruit of love, bestow;
some of the church, by law established, who eary And, lest our feet should step astray,
not liberty of conscience to dissenters; as being Protect and guide us in the way.
well satisfied, that, according to their own proMake us eternal truths receive,
ciples, they ought not to persecute them. Yet And practise all that we believe:
these, by reason of their fewness, I could not dis Give us thyself, that we may see
tinguish from the numbers of the rest, with whom The Father, and the Son, by thee.
they are embodied in one common name. On the Immortal honour, endless fame,
other side, there are many of our sects, and more Attend th' Almighty Father's name:
indeed than I could reasonably have hoped, who The Saviour Son be glorify'd,
have withdrawn themselves from the communion of Who for lost man's redemption dy'd :
the Panther, and embraced this gracions indulgence And equal adoration be,
of his majesty in point of to eration. But neitber Eternal Paraclete, to thee.
to the one nor the other of these is this satire any way intended : it is aimed only at the refractory and disobedient on either side. For those, who are come over to the royal party, are consequently supposed to be out of gun-shot. Our physicians
have observed, that, in process of time, some disSOLILOQUY OF A ROYAL EXILE.
eases have abated of their virulence, and have in a
manner worn out their malignity, so as to be no Ushapky I! who, once ordain'd to bear
longer mortal : and why may not I suppose the God's justice sword, and his vicegerent here, same concerning some of those, who have formerly Am now depos'd-'gainst me my children rise, been eneinies to kingly government, as well as caMy life must be their only sacrifice:
tholic religion? I hope they have now another noHighly they me accuse, but nothing prove; tion of both, as having found, by comfortable esBut this is out of tenderness and love!
perience, that the doctrine of persecution is far from They seek to spill my blood; 'tis that alone being an article of our faith. Must for the nation's crying sins atone.
It is not for any private man to censure the proBut careful Heaven forewarn’d me in a dream,
ceedings of a foreign prince: but, without suspicion And show'd me that my dangers were extreme;
of fattery, I may praise our own, who has taken The heavenly vision spoke, and bade me flee contrary measures, and those more su table to the Th' ungrateful brood, that were not worthy me: spirit of Christianity. Some of the dissenters, in Alarm'd I Aed at the appointed time;
their addresses to his majesty, have said, “ that he And mere necessity was made my crime !
bas restored God to his empire over conscience." I confess, I dare not stretch the figure to so great a boldness : but I may safely say, that conscience is the royalty and prerogative of every private man. He is absolute in bis own breast, and accountable
to no earthly power for that which passes only beHIND AND THE PANTHER.
twixt God and him. Those who are driven into the
fold are, generally speaking, rather made hypoA POEM.
crites than converts,
This indulgence being granted to all the sects, it ought in reason to be expected, that they should
both receive it, and receive it thankfully. For, at Antiquam exquirite matrem.
this time of day, to refuse the benefit, and adhere Et vera incessu patuit Dea. Virg.
to those whom they have esteemed their persecutors, what is it else, but publicly to own, that they
sufiered not before for conscience sake, but only PREFACE.
out of pride and obstinacy, to separate from a
church for those impositions, which they now judge The nation is in too high a ferment, for me to ex- may be lawfully obeyed? After they have so long pect either fair war, or even so much as fair quar-contended for their classical ordination, (not to ier, from a reader of the opposite party. All men speak of rites and ceremonies) will they at length are engaged either on this side or that; and though submit to an episcopal? If they can go so far out conscience is the common word, which is given by of complaisance to their old enemies, methinks a both, yet if a writer fall among enemies, and can- little reason should persuade them to take another not give the marks of their conscience, he is knocked step, and see whither that would lead them. down before the reasons of his own are heard. A Of the receiving tbis toleration thankfully I shall preface, therefore, which is but a bespeaking of fa- say no more, than that they ought, and I doubt vour, is altogether useless.
What I desire the not they will, consider from what hand they rerearler should know concerning me, he will find inceived it. It is not from a Cyrus, a heathen prince, the body of the poem, if he have but the patience and a foreigner, but from a Christian king, their to peruse it. Only this advertisement let him take native sovereign ; who expects a retum in specie before band, which relates to the merits of the from them, that the kindoess, which he has gra
No general characters of parties (call them ciously shown them, may be retaliated on those of either sects or churches) can be so fully and ex- his own persnasion. actly drawn, as to comprehend all the several mem- As for the poem in general, I will only thus far bers of thein; at least all such as are received un- satisfy the reader, that it was neither imposed on
IN THREE PARTS.
me, nor so much as the subject given me by any properly parts of it, though they are also distinct man. It was written during the last winter, and stories of themselves. In both of these I have the beginning of this spring; though with long in- madle use of the common-places of satire, whether terruptions of ill hea'th and other hindrances. true or false, which are urged by the members of About a fortnight before I had finished it, his the one church against the other: at which I hope majesty's declaration for liberty of conscience came no reader of either party will be scandalized, beabroad: which, if I had so soon expected, I might cause they are not of my invention, but as old, to have spared myself the labour of writing many my knowledge, as the times of Boccace and Chaucer things which are contained in the third part of it. on the one side, and as those of the Reformation on But I was always in some hope, that the church of the other. England inight have been persuaded to have taken off the penal laws and the test, which was one design of the poem, when I proposed to myself the THE MIND AND THE PANTHER. writing of it.
PART I, It is evident, that some part of it was only occasional, and not first intended: I inean that defence A Milk-White Hind, immortal and unchang'd, of myself, to which every honest man is bound, Fed on the lawns, and in the forest rang'd; when he is injuriously attacked in print: and 1 Without unspotted, innocent within, refer myself to the judgment of those, who have She fear'd no danger, for she knew no sin. read the answer to the defence of the late king's Yet had she oft been chas'd with horns and hounds, papers, and that of the dutchess, (in which last I was And Scythian shafts; and many winged wounds concerned) how charitably I have been represented Aim'd at her heart; was often forc'd to fly, there. I am now infurined both of the author and And doom'd to death, though fated not to die. supervisors of this pamphlet, and will reply, when Not so her young; for their unequal line I think he can affront me: for I am of Socrates's Was hero's make, half human, half divine. opinion, that all creatures cannot. In the mean Their earthly mould obnoxious was to Fate, time, let him consider whether he deserved not a Th’immortal part assum'd immortal state. more severe reprehension, than I gave him for- of these a slaughter'd army lay in blood, merly, for using so little respect to the memory of Extended o'er the Caledonian wood, those, whom he pretended to answer; and at his | Their native walk; whose vocal blood arose, leisure, look out for some original treatise of humi- And cry'd for pardon on their perjur'd foes. lity, written by any protestant in English ; I be- Their fate was fruitful, and the sanguine seed, lieve I may say in any other tongue; for the mag- Endued with souls, increas'd the sacred breed. nified piece of Duncomb on that subject, which So captive Israel multiply'd in chains, either he must mean, or none, and with which A numerous exile, and enjoy'd her pains. another of his fellows has upbraided me, was trans
With grief and gladness mix'd the mother view'd lated from the Spanish of Rodriguez; though Her martyr'd offspring, and their race renewd; with the omission of the seventeenth, the twenty- Their corps to perish, but their kind to last, fourth, the twenty-fifth, and the last chapter, So much the deathless plant the dying fruit surpass'd. which will be found in comparing of the books. Panting and pensive now she rang d alone,
He would have insinuated to the world, that her And wander'd in the kingdoms, once her own. late highness died not a Roman catholic. He de- | The common bunt, though from their rage restrain'd clares himself to be now satished to the contrary, | By sovereign power, her company disdain’d; in which he has given up the cause: for matter of Griun'd as they pass'd, and with a glaring eye fact was the principal debate betwixt us. In the Gave gloomy signs of secret enmity. mean time, he would dispute the motives of her 'Tis true, she bounded by, and tripp'd so light, change; how preposterously, let all men judge, They had not time to take a steady sight. when he seemed to deny the subject of the con
For Truth has such a face and such a mien, troversy, the change itself. And because I would As to be lov'd needs only to be seen. not take up this ridiculous challenge, he tells the The bloody Bear, an independent beast, world I cannot argue: but he may as well infer, Unlick'd to form, in groans ber hate express'd. that a cattolic cannot fast, because he will not Among the timorous kind the quaking Hare take up the cudgels against Mrs. James, to con- Profess'd neutrality, but would not swear. fute the protestant religion.
Next her the buffoon Ape, as atheists use, I have but one word more to say concerning the Mimick'd all sects, and had his own to choose : poem as such, and abstracted from the matters, Still when the Lion look’d, his knees he bent, either religious or civil, which are handled in it. And paid at church a courtier's compliment. The first part, consisting most in general characters | The bristled baptist Boar, impure as he, and narration, I have endeavoured to raise, and But whitend with the foam of sanctity, give it the majestic turn of heroic poesy. The With fat pollutions fill'd the sacred place, second, being matter of dispute, and chiefly con
And mountains levell'd in his furious race: cerning church authority, I was obliged to make
So first rebellion founded was in grace. as plain and perspicuous as possibly I could; yet But since the mighty ravage, which he made not wholly neglecting the numbers, though I had | In German forest, had his guilt betray'd, not frequent occasions for the magnificence of verse.
With broken tusks, and with a borrow'd name, The third, which has more of the nature of domes- He shunn'd the vengeance, and conceal’d the shame; tic conversation, is, or ought to be, more free and So lurk'd in sects unseen. With greater guile familiar than the two foriner.
False Reynard fed on consecrated spoil: There are in it two episodes or fables, which are The graceless beast by Athanasius first interwoven with the main design; so that they are
Was chas'd from Nice, then by Socinus nurs'd :
His impious race their blasphemy renew'd, As when the building gains a surer stay,
The game is play'd into another hand.
What weight of ancient witness can prevail, When safely we may lanch into the deep?
In the same vessel which our Saviour bore,
And with a better guide a better world explore.
And not veil these again to be our food?
And if he can, why all this frantic pain
Both knave and fool the merchant we may call, My pride struck out new sparkles of her own. To pay great sums, and to compound the small: Such was I, such by nature still I I am;
For who would break with Heaven, and would not Be thine the glory, and be mine the shame.
break for all ?
Faith is the best ensurer of thy bliss;
The bank above must fail before the venture miss.
But Heaven and heaven-born faith are far from That the great Maker of the world could die?
Thou first apostate to divinity.
A fierier foe the insatiate Wolf remains.
That beasts of prey are banish'd from thy shore:
Wild in effect, though in appearance tame,
Lay waste thy woods, destroy thy blissful bower,
More haughty than the rest, the wolfish race
Never was so deform'd a beast of grace,
His ragged tail betwixt bis legs be wears,
Close clapp'd for shame; but his rough crest he rears,
His wild disorder'd walk, his haggard eyes,
As captain or companion of the spoil.
Full many a year his hateful head had been
For tribute paid, nor since in Cambria seen :
The last of all the litter scap'd by chance,
And from Geneva first infested France.
But others write him of an upstart race;
But his innate antipathy to kings.
These last deduce him from th' Helvetian kind,
Who near the Leman-lake his consort lin'd:
When Corah with his brethren did conspire
From Moses' hand the sovereign sway to wresty
Till opening Earth made way for all to pass,
And could not bear the burthen of a class.
The Fox and he came shuffled in the dark,
If ever they were stow'd in Noah's ark;
Perhaps not made; for all their barking train | Reason to rule, but mercy to forgive:
The first is law, the last prerogative.
When, issuing naked, to the wondering herd, In woods and caves the rebel-race began.
He charm’d their eyes; and, for they lov'd, they O happy pair, how well have you increas'd !
Or with increase of feet t' o'ertake them in their Those having torn with ease, and trampled down,
flight: Your fangs you fasten'd on the mitred crown, Of easy shape, and pliant every way; And freed from God and monarchy your town. Confessing still the softness of his clay, What though your native kennel still be small, And kind as kings upon their coronation-day: Bounded betwixt a puddle and a wall;
With open hands, and with extended space Yet your victorious colonies are sent
Of arms, to satisfy a large embrace. Where the north ocean girds the continent. Thus kneaded up with milk, the new-made man Quicken'd with fire below, your monsters breed His kingdom o'er his kindred world began : In fenny Holland, and in fruitful Tweed :
Till knowledge misapply'd, misunderstood, And like the first the last affects to be
And pride of empire sour'd his balmy blood. Drawn to the dregs of a democracy.
Then, first rebelling, his own stamp he coins; As, where in fields the fairy rounds are seen,
The murderer Cain was latest in his loins : A rank sour herbage rises on the green :
And blood began its first and loudest cry, So, springing where those midnight elves advance, For differing worship of the Deity. Rebellion prints the footsteps of the dance. Thus Persecution rose, and further space Such are their doctrines, such contempt they Produc'd the mighty hunter of his race. show
Not so the blessed Pan his flock increas'd, To Heaven above, and to their prince below, Content to fold them from the famish'd beast: As none but traitors and blasphemers know. Mild were his laws; the sheep and harmless hind God, like the tyrant of the skies, is plac'd, Were never of the persecuting kind. And kings, like slaves, beneath the crowd debas'd. Such pity now the pious pastor shows, So fulsome is their food, that flocks refuse
Such mercy from the British lion flows, To bite, and only dogs for physic use.
That both provide protection from their foes. As where the lightning runs along the ground, Oh happy regions, Italy and Spain, No busbandry can heal the blasting wound; Which never did those monsters entertain ! Nor bladed grass, nor bearded corn succeeds, The Wolf, the Bear, the Boar, can there advance But scales of scurf and putrefaction breeds : No native claim of just inheritance. Such wars, such waste, such fiery tracks of dearth and self-preserving laws, severe in show, Their zeal has left, and such a teemless earth. May guard their fences from th' invading foe. But, as the poisons of the deadliest kind
Where birth has plac'd them, let them safely share Are to their own unhappy coast confin'd;
The common benefit of vital air. As only Indian shades of sight deprive,
Themselves unharmful, let them live unharm'd; And magic plants will but in Colchos thrive; Their jaws disabled, and their claws disarm’d: So presbytery and pestilential zral
Here, only in nocturnal howlings bold, Can only flourish in a commonweal.
They dare not seize the Hind, nor leap the fold. Prom Celtic woods is chas'd the wolfish crew; More powerful, and as vigilant as they, But ah! some pity ev'n to brutes is due :
The Lion awfully forbids the prey.
[sore, Their native walks methinks they might enjoy, Their rage repress'd, though pinch'd with famine Curb'd of their native malice to destroy.
They stand aloof, and tremble at his roar:
Much is their hunger, but their fear is more.
Were weary work; nor will the Muse describe In punishing of this, we overthrow
A slimy-born and sun-begotten tribe; The laws of nations and of Nature too.
Who, far from steeples and their sacred sound, Beasts are the subjects of tyrannic sway,
In fields their sullen conventicles found. Where still the stronger on the weaker prey. These gross, half-animated, lumps I leave ; Man only of a softer mould is made,
Nor can I think what thoughts they can conceive, Not for bis fellow's ruin but their aid :
But, if they think at all, 'tis sure no higher Created kind, beneficent, and free,
Than matter, put in motion, may aspire : The noble image of the Deity.
Souls that can scarce ferment their mass of clay: One portion of informing fire was given
So drossy, so divisible are they, To brutes, th' inferior family of Heaven :
As would but serve pure bodies for allay: The smith divine, as with a careless beat,
Such souls as shards produce, such beetle things Struck out the mute creation at a heat:
As only buz to Heaven with evening wings; But when arriv'd at last to human race,
Strike in the dark, offending but by chance, The Godhead took a deep considering spaco ;
Such are the blindfold blows of ignorance. And to distinguish man from all the rest,
They know not beings, and but hate a name; Unlock'd the sacred treasures of his breast;
To them the Hind and Panther are the same. And mercy mixt with reason did impart,
The Panther sure the noblest, next the Hind, One to his head, the other to his heart:
And fairest creature of the spotted kind;
Oh, could her inborn stains be wash'd away, And fathers, councils, church, and church's head, She were too good to be a beast of prey !
Were on her reverend phylacteries read. How can I praise, or blame, and not offend, But what disgrac'd and disavow'd the rest, Or how divide the frailty from the friend?
Was Calvin's brand, that stigmatiz'd the beast. Her faults and virtues lie so mix'd, that she Thus, like a creature of a double kind, Nor wholly stands condemn’d, nor wholly free. In her own labyrinth she lives contin'd. Then, like her injur'd Lion, let me speak:
To foreign lands no sound of her is come, He cannot bend her, and he would not break. Humbly content to be despis'd at home. L'nkind already, and estrang'd in part,
Such is her faith, where good cannot be bad, The Wolf begins to share her wandering heart. At least she leaves the refuse of the bad : Though unpolluted yet with actual ill,
Nice in her choice of ill, though not of best, She half commits who sins but in her will.
And least deform'd, because deform'd the least. If, as our dreaining Platonists report,
In doubtful points betwixt her ditiering friends, There could be spirits of a middle sort,
Where one for substance, one for sign contends, Too black for leaveo, and yet too white for Hell, Their contradicting terms she strives to join; Who just dropt half way down, nor lower fell; Sign shall be substance, substance shall be sigth So poisd, so gent'y she descends from high, A real presence all her sons allow, It seems a soft dismission from the sky.
And yet ’tis flat idolatry to bow, Her house not ancient, whatsoe'er pretence Because the Godhead 's there they know not how. Her clergy-heralds make in her defence.
Her novices are taught, that bread and wine A second century not half-way run,
Are but the visible and outward sign, Since the new honours of her blood begun.
Received by those who in communion join. A Lion old, obscene, and furious made
But th' inward grace, or the thing signify'd, By lust, compressid her mother in a shade; His blood and body, who to save us dy'd; Then, by a leit-hand marriage, weds the dame, The faithful this thing signify'd receive: Covering adultery with a specious name:
What is't those faithtul then partake or ieave? So Schism begot; and Sacrilege and she,
For what is signify'd and understood, A well-match'd pair, got graceless Heresy. Is, by her own confession, flesh and blood. God's and kings' rebels have the same good cause, Then, by the same acknowledgment, we know To trample down divine and human laws :
They take the s gn, and take the substance too. Both would be call'd reformers, and their hate The literal sense is hard to flesh and blood, Alike destructive both to church and state :
But nonsense never can be understood. The fruit proclaims the plant; a lawless prince Her wild belief on every wave is tost; By luxury reforin'd incontinence;
But sure no church can better morals boast. By ruins, charity; by riots, abstinence.
True to her king her principles are found; Confessions, fasts, and penance set aside ;
Oh that her practice were but half so sound ! Oh, with what ease we follow such a guide, Stedfast in various turns of state she stood, Where souls are starv’d, and senses gratify'd! And seal'd her vow'd affection with ber blood: Where marriage pleasures midnight prayer supply, Nor will I meanly tax her constancy, Avd mattin bells, a melancholy cry,
That interest or obligement made the tie. Are tun'd to merrier notes, “increase and mul- Bound to the fate of murder'd monarchy, tiply."
Before the sounding axe so falls the rine, Religion shows a rosy-colour'd face;
Whose tender branches round the poplar twine, Not batter'd out with drudging works of grace: She chose her ruin, and resign'd her life, A down-hill reformation rolls apace.
In death undaunted as an Indian wife: What flesh and blood would crowd the narrow gate, A rare example! but some souls we see Or, till they waste their pamper'd paunches, wait? Grow hard, and stiften with adversity : All would be happy at the cheapest rate.
Yet these by Fortune's favours are undone ; Though our lean faith these rigid laws has given, Resolv'd into a baser form they run, The full-fed Mussulman goes tat to Ileaven; And bore the wind, but cannot bear the Sun. For his Arabian prophet with delights
Let this he Nature's frailty, or her fate, Of sense allur'd his eastern pruselytes.
Or Isgrim's counsel, her new-chosen mate; The jolly Luther, reading him, began
Still she's the fairest of the fallen crew, T' interpret Scriptures by his Alcoran;
No mother more indulgent but the true. To grub the thorns beneath our tender feet,
Fierce to her foes, yet tears her furce to try, And make the paths of Paradise more sweet: Eecause she wants inuate authority; Bethought him of a wife ere half way gone, For how can she constrain them to ubey, For 'twas uneasy travelling alone;
Who has herself cast of the lawful sway? And, in this masquerade of mirth and love, Rebellion equals ail; and these, who toil Mistook the bliss of Heaven for Bacchanals above. In common theft, will share the common spoil
. Sure he presum'd of praise, who came to stock Let her produce the title and the right 'Th'ethereal pastures with so fair a flock,
Against her old superiors first to fight; Burnish'd, and battening on their food, to show If she reform by text, er’n that 's as plain Their diligence of careful herds below. [head, For her own rebels to reform again.
Our Panther, though like these she chang'd her As long as words a different sense will bear, Yet as the mistress of a monarch's bed,
And each may be his own interpreter, Her front creet with majesty she bore,
Onr airy faith will no foundation find: The crosier wielded, and the mitre wore.
The word 's a weathercock for every wind : Her "pper part of decent discipline
The Bear, the Fox, the Wolf, by turns prevail; Show'd afiectation of an ancient line;
The most in power supplies the present gale,