In brief fententious précepts while they treat Of fate and chance, and change in human life; High actions, and high passions best defcribing: Thence to the famous Orators repair, Those ancient, whose refiftless eloquence. Wielded at will that fierce Democratie, Shook ch’Arsenal and fulmin'd over Greece; To Macedon, and Artaxerxes Throne; To fage Philosophy next lend thine ear, From Heav'n descended to the low-roofc house Of Socrates, see there his Tenement, Whom well inspir'd the Oracle pronounc'd Wisest of men; from whose mouth issu'd forth Mellifluous streams that water'd all the Schools Of Academics old and new; with those Sirnam'd Peripateticks, and the Seet Epicurean, and the Stoic severe; These here revolve, or, as thou lik'st, at home; Till time mature thee to a Kingdom's weight; These rules will render thee a King compleat Within thy self, much more with Empire join'd.
To whom our Saviour sagely thus reply'd. Think not, but that I know these things, or think
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Ignorant of themselves, of God much more, And how the world began, and how man fell Degraded by himself, on grace depending? Much of the Soul they talk, but all awry, And in themselves feek virtue, and to themselves All glory arrogate, to God give none, Rather accuse him under usual names, Fortune and Fate, as one regardless quite Of mortal things. Who therefore feeks in these True wisdom, finds her not, or by delusion Far worse, her false resemblance only meets, An empty cloud. However many books Wise men have said are wearisom; who reads Incessantly, and to his reading brings not A spirit and judgment equal or superior, (And what he brings, what need he elsewhere seek) Uncertain and unsettled still remains, Deep verst in books and shallow in himself, Crude or intoxicate, collecting toys, And trifles for choice matters, worth a spunge; As Children gath’ring pibles on the shore. Or if I would delight my private hours With Musick or with Poem, where so foon
As in our native Language can I find That solace? All our Law and Story strew'd * With Hysens,our Pfalmis wich artful terms inscribid, Our Hebrew Songs and Harps.in Babylon, That pleas'd so well our Vi&ors ear, declare That rather Greece from us these arts deriy'd; Ill imitated, while they loudest sing The vices of their Deities, and their own In Fable, Hymn, or Song, fó personating Their Gods ridiculous; and themselves past shame. Remove their swelling Epithetes thick laid As varnish on a Harlot's cheek, the rest, Thin fown with aught of profit or delight; Will far be found unworthy to compare With Siön's songs, to all true tafts excelling, Where God is prais'd aright, and God-like men, The Holieft of Holies, and his Saints; Such are from God inspird, not such from thec; Unless where moral virtue is express'd
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But herein to our Prophets far beneath, As men divinely taught, and better teaching The folid rules of Civil Government In their Majestic unaffected stile Than all the Oratory of Greece and Rome. In them is plainest taught, and easiest learnt, . What makes a Nation happy, and keeps it so, What ruins Kingdoms, and lays Cities flat; These only with our Law best form a King.
So spake the Son of God; but Satan now Quite at a loss, for all his darts were spent, Thus to our Saviour with stern brow reply'd.
Since neither wealth, nor honour, arms nor arts, Kingdom nor Empire pleases thee, nor aught. By me propos'd in life contemplative, Or active, tended on by glory, or fame, What dost thou in this World? the Wilderness For thee is fittest place, I found thee there, And thither will return thee, yet remember What I foretel thee, soon thou shalt have caufe: To wish thou never hadît rejected thus Nicely or cautiously my offer'd aid, Which would have set thee in Mort time with ease
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