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Unwonted, shall admire,
Who now enjoys thee credulous, all gold,
Who, always vacant, always amiable,
Hopes thee, of flattering gales
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
FROM GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH.
Brutus thus addresses Diana in the County of Leogecia. GODDESS of shades, and huntress, who at will Walk'st on the rolling spheres, and through the deep; On thy third reign, the earth, look now, and tell What land, what seat of rest thou bidd'st me seek, What certain seat, where I may worship thee
For aye, with temples vow'd and virgin quires.
To whom, sleeping before the altar, Diana answers in a vision the same night.
Brutus, far to the west, in the ocean wide,
AH, Constantine, of how much ill was cause,
FOUNDED in chaste and humble poverty,
'Gainst them that raised thee dost thou lift thy horn, Impudent whore! where hast thou placed thy hope? In thy adulterers, or thy ill-got wealth?
Another Constantine comes not in haste.
THEN pass'd he to a flowery mountain, green,
WHOм do we count a good man? Whom but he
THIS is true liberty, when freeborn men,
-Laughing, to teach the truth,
What hinders? As some teachers give to boys
-Joking decides great things, Stronger and better, oft, than earnest can.
"Tis you that say it, not I. You do the deeds, And your ungodly deeds find me the words.
-Three can be slain
No sacrifice to God more acceptable,
(Done into verse 1653.)
BLESS'D is the man who hath not walk'd astray
In judgment, or abide their trial then,
Nor sinners in the assembly of just men;
(Done August 8, 1653.)-Terzette.
WHY do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations
Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand,
Their twisted cords. He, who in heaven doth dwell, Shall laugh; the Lord shall scoff them: then, severe, Speak to them in his wrath, and, in his fell
And fierce ire, trouble them. But I, saith he,
I will declare, the Lord to me hath said,
As thy possession I on thee bestow
The Heathen; and, as thy conquest to be sway'd, Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low With iron sceptre bruised, 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.
(August 9, 1653.)—When he fled from Absalom.
LORD, how many are my foes!
That in arms against me rise!
That of my life distrustfully thus say:
But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory,
The exalter of my head I count :
Unto Jehovah, he full soon replied,
Was the Lord. Of many millions
I fear not, though, encamping round about,
Rise, Lord; save me, my God; for thou
Hast smote, ere now,
On the cheek-bone, all my foes,
Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord; Thy blessing on thy people flows.
(August 10, 1653.)
ANSWER me when I call,