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No sailor with the news swell Egypt's pride, With David then was Israel's peace restor'd ; By what inglorious fate our valiant died! Crowds mourn'd theirerror, and obey'd their lord. Weep Arnon! Jordan, weep thy Gountains dry,

ry, Key tu Al salon and Ackitophel. Wliile Sion's rock dissolves for a supply. Calm were the eleinents, night's silence deep, 101.net

SGeneral Monk, Duke of The waves scarce murmuring, and the winds

2 Albemarle. Yet fate for ruin takes so still an hour, Pasleep :

(The name given thro' th's And treach'rous sands the princclr bark devour; Alethdin, - 3 poeni to a Lord Chaz. Then death unworthy seis'd a gen'rous race,

( cellor in general. To virtue's scandal, and the stars disgrace! 12-salom,

Duke of Monmouth. Oh! had the indulgent pow'rs vouchsaf'd to Ichitophel, The Earl of Shaftesbury. Instead of faithless shelves, a listed field ; (vield, Adriel,

Earl of Mulgrave. A listed field of Heaven's and David's foes, Agag,

Sir Edmundbury Godfrey. Fierce as the troops that did his youth oppose ; Amiel.

S Mr. Seyinour, Speaker of Each life had on his slaughter'd heap retir'd,

2 the House of Commons. Not tainely and uncond'ring thus expird :

Sir Heneage Finch, Earl But destiny is now their only foe,


3 of Winchelsea and Lord And dyingc'en o'er that they triumph too; (plaud,

C Chancellor. With loud last breaths their master's 'scape ap- Annalel,

Duchess of Monmouth. Of whom kind force could scarce the fates defraud; Arod,

Sir William Waller. Who for such followers lost, () matchless mindi

CA Character drawn by At his own safety now almost repind! | Asaph,

3 Tate for Dryden, in the Say, royal Sir, by all your fame in arms,

( second part of his poem. Your praise in peace, and by t'rania's charms, Balaam, Earl of Huntingdon. · If all our sufferings past so nearly press'il, Balaak,

Barnet. Or pierc'd with half so painful grief, your breast? | Barzillai, Duke of Ormond. Thus some liviner Muse her hero' forms, Bathsheba, - Duchess of Portsmouth. Not sooth'd in soft delights, but toss'd in storms; Benaiah, General Sackville. Nor stretch'd on roses in the inyrtle grove; Ben Jochanan, Rev. Mr. Sam. Johnson: Nor crowns bis days with mirth, his nights with Becaliel, Duke of Beaufort. I love;

Calel, - Lord Grey, But far remov'd in thund'ring camps is found, Corah,

Dr. Oates. His slumbers short, his bed the herbless ground: David,

Charles II. In tasks of danger always seen the first, Doey,

Elkanala Settle. . Peeds from the hedge, and slakes with icehisthirst. | Egypt,

France. Long must bis patience strive with fortune's rage,

SSir Hen. Bennet, Earl of And long opposing gods themselves engage :

2 Arlington. Must see his country fame, his friends destroy'd, | Ethiric Plot, The Popish Plot. Before the promis d einpire be enjoyd :

(The Land of Exile, more Such toils of fate must build a man of fama,


Brussels, And such to Israel's crown, the godlike Davidlo

) :


3 where King Charles II. ; . came.

( long resided. What sudden beams dispel the clouds so fast, Hebron, - Scotland. Whosedrenching rains laidallourvineyardswaste! Helrew Priests, "The Ch. of Engl. Clergy. The spring so far behind her course delay'd, I{elon,

Earl of Feversham. On th' instant is in all her bloom array'd;

Hyde, Earl of Rochester, “The winds breathé low, the elements screne; Jelusites, Yet mark what motion in the waves is seen! Jerusalem,

London, Thronging and busy as Hyblaen swarms, Ieus,

English. Or straggled soldiers suminond to their arms.


Sir William Jones. See where the princely bark in loosest pride,


Dover. With all her guardian feet, odorns the tide!


Marquis of Hallifas. Iligh on her deck the royal lovers stand, Jothran,

Lord Dartmouth. Our crimes to pardon ere he touch'd our land. | Ishtosheth, Richard Cromwell. Welcome to Israel and to David's breast! Israel,

Fogland. Here all your toils, here all your sufl'rings rest. Issachar,

Thomas Thynne, Esq. This year did Ziloah rule Jerusalem, And boldly all Sedition's syrtes stem.


SMr. Ferguson, a canting

Teacher. Howe'er encumber'd with a viler pair


Sir Robert Clayton
Than Ziph or Shimei to assist the chair; Mephilosheth, Pordage.
Yet Ziloah's loyal labors so prevailid,


Queen Catharine. That faction at the next election fail'd;


Lord Howard of Escrick. When ev'n the common cry did justice sound, Og,

Shadwell And merit by the multitude was crown'd: Phalog, c Forbes

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Pharaoh, King of France.

| At his approach they rais'd a rueful cry, [high, Ralsheka, Sir Thomas Player.

And beat their breasts, and held their hands on 'Suganof Jerusalem, Dr. Compton, Bp. of Lon. Creeping and crying, till they seis'd at last Sanhedrim, - Parliament.

His courser's bridle, and his feet einbracid. Saul, Oliver Cromwell.

Tell me, said Theseus, what and whence you Shinei, Sherifi Bethel.

are, Sir Roger Lestrange. And why this fun'ral pageant you prepare : Solymean Rout, London Rebels,

Is this tlie welcome of iny worthy deeds,

To meet my triumph in ill-omen'd weeds? liza, Jack llall.

Or envy you my praise, and would destroy Zadoc,

SSancroft, Archbishop of With grief my pleasures, and pollute my joy!

Or are vou injur'd, and demnand relict?

SA Member of the House Name your request, and I will ease your grief. of Commons.

The most in years of all the mourning train Zimri, - Villiers, D. of Buckingham. Began (but swooned first away for pain); Ziloal, - Sir John Moor.

Then scarce recorer'd spoke : Nor envy we

Thy great renown, nor grudge thy victory : $28. Palanon and Ireite : ur, the Knight's

'Tis thine, o king, tii'atricted to redress,

Lund fame has fill'd the world with thy success:
Talc. Dryden.

We wretched women sue for that alone,

Which of thy goodness is refus'd to none;
In days of old, there liv’d of inighty fame, Let fall some drops of pity on our grief,
A valiant prince, and Theseus was his name:

If that we beg be just, and we deserve relief: A chief who inore in fcats of arms excelld For none of us, who now thy grace implore, The rising nor the setting sun beheld.

| But held the rank of sor'reign queen before ; Of Athens he was lord ; much land he won, full, thanks to gidely chance, which never bears And added foreign countries to his crown, That mortal bliss should last for length of years, In Scythia with the warrior queen he strore,

She cast us headlong from our high estate Whoin first by force he conquer'd, then by love: Ind here in hope of thy return we wait: Hebrought in triumph back the beauteous dame, and long have waited in the teinple nigh, With whom her sister, fair Emilia, came. Built to the gracious goddess Clemency. (locars, With honor to his home let Theseus ride, But rey'rence thou the pow'r whose naine it With love to friend, and fortune for his guide, Relieve th' opprest, and wipe the widow's tears And his ricurious army at his side. JI, wretched T, have other fortune seen, I pass their warlike pump, their proud array, The wife of Cipancus, and once a qncen : Their shouts, their sonys, their welcome on the At Thebes he fell; curst be the fatal day; . way:

And all the rest thou seest in this array, But, were it not too long, I would recite T o make their moan, their lords in batile lost The fear of Amazons, the fatal fight

Before that towobesieg'd by our confed'rate host. Betwixt the hardy queen and hero knight; But Creon, old and impious, who commands The town besieg'd, and how much blood ii cost The Theban city, and usurps the lands, The female army and th' Ithenian host; Denies the rites of tun'ral tires to those The spousals of Ilippolita the queen;

"l'hose breathless bodies yet he calls his foes. What tilts and tourneys at the feast were seen; Inburn (, unburled, on a heap uncy nie; The storm at their return, the ladies' fear : Such is their fate, and such bis tyranny; But these and other things, I imust forbear. No friend has leave to bear away the dead, The field is spacious I design to sow,

But with their lifeless limbs his hounds are fed. With oxen für unfit to draw the plough; At this she shiriek'd aloud : the mourniul train The remnant of my tile is of a length

Echoed her grief, and grov'ling on the plain, To tire your patienee, and to waste iny strength; With groans, and hands uphold, to move his And trivial accidents shall be forborne, Besought his pity to their helpless kind! (mind, That others may have time to take their turn; | The prince wastouch'd, his tears began to flow, As was at first enjoin'd us by mine host, . And, as his tender heart would break in two, That he whose tale is best, and pleases most, He sigh’d: and could not but their fate deplore, Should win his supper at our common cost. ) So wretched now, so fortunate before.

And therefore where I left I will pursue 2 Then lightly from his lofty steed he fiew, This antient story, whether false or irue, and raising one by one the suppliant crew, In hope it inay be monded with a new. To comfort each, full solemnly he swore,

The prince I mention'd, full of high renown, That by the faith which knights to knighthood · In this array drew near the Athenian town;

bore, When in his pomp and ntnost of his pride, And whate'er else to chivalry belongs, Marching he chanc'd to cast his eye aside, He would not cease, till he reveng'd their wrongs: And saw a choir of mourning dames, who lay That Greece should see performd what he de. By two and two across the common way: | And cruel Creon find his just reward. (clarid;



He said no more, but, shunning all delay, But in the tow'r, and never to be loosid, Rode on, nor entered Athens on his way: The woeful captive kinsmen are inclos'd. But left his sister and his queen behind,

Thus year by year they pass, and day by day, And waved his royal banner in the wind :

| Till once, 'twas on the inorn of cheerful May, Where in an argent field the god of war | The young Emilia, fairer to be seen Was drawn triumphant ou his iron car: . | Than the fair lily on the flow'ry green, Red was his sword, and shield, and whole attire; More fresh than May herself in blossoms new, And all the godhead seem'd to glow with fire; For with ihe rosy color strove her hue, E'en the ground glitter'dwhere the standard flcw, Wak’d, as her custom was, before the day And the green grass was dy'd to sanguine hue. (To do th' observance due to sprightly May: High on his pointed lance his pennon bore For sprightly Max commands our youth to keep Ilis Cretan right, the conquer'd Minotaur; The vigils other night, and breaks their sluggard The soldiers shout around with gen'rous rage,

'sleep; And in that victory their own presage.

Each gentle breast with kindlywarmthshemoves; lle prais'd their ardor, inly pleas'd to see Inspires new tamics, revives extinguish'd love. Ilis host the flow'r of Grecian chivalry. In this remembrance Emily ere day All day he march'd, and all th'ensuing night; Arose, and dress'd herself in rich array; And saw the city with returning light.

Fresh as the month, and as the morning fair, The process of the war I need not full,

| Adown her shoulders fell her length of hair: How Theseus conquerd, and bow Creon fell; A riband did the braided tresses bind, Or after, how by storm the walls were won, The rest was lose, and wanton'd in the wiod: Or how the vicior sacks and burnd the town; Jurora had but newly chased the night, How to the ladies he restored again

And purpled o'er the sky with blushing light, The bodies of their lords in baule slain ; Wheii lo the garden walk she took her way,) And with what antient rites they were intere'd : To sport and trip along in cool of day, All these to filter limes shall be deterrd. And offer maiden sovs in honor of the May.) I spare the widows' tears, their woeful cries, I Alev'ry turn she inade a little stand, And howling at their husbands' obsequies; And thrust among the thorns her lily hand How Theseus at these fun'rals did assist, To draw the rose; and ev'ry rose she drew, Andwith whatgiftsthemourning dames dismiss'd. She shook the stalk, and brush'd away the dev,

Thus, when the victor chief had Creon slain, Then party-color'd flow'rs of white and red And conquer'd Thebes, he pitch ilupon the plain She wove, to make a garland for her head: His mighty camp, and when the day returi'd, | This done, she sung and carol'd out so clear, The country wasted, and the hainlets burn'd; That men and angels might rejoice to hear: And left the pillagers to rapine breil,

Ev'n wond'ring Philomel forgot to sing; Without conirol to strip and spoil the dead. And learn'd from her to welcome in the spring.

There, in a heap of slain, among the rest, The tow'r, of which before was mention made, Two youthful knights they found, beneath a load within whose keep the captive knights were oppresta

laid, Of slauter'd focs, whom first to death they sent, Built of a large extent and strong withal, The trophies of the strength a bloodvmonument, W'as one partition of the palace wall: Both fair, and both of royal blood they seem'd, The garden was inclos'd within the square, Whom kinsmen to thecrown the heraldsdeem'd: Where young Emilia took the inorning air. That day in eqnal arms they fought for fame: 1 It happen'd Palamon, the pris'ner knight, Their swords, iheir shields, their surcourts, were Restless for woe, arose before the light, the same.

| And, with his jailor's leare, desir'd to breathe Close by each other laid, they press'd the ground, An air morewholesome than the damps beneath. Their manly bosoms piered with many a grissly This granted, to the tow'r he took his way, wound; .

Cheer'd with the promise of a glorious day: Nor well alive, nor wholly dear, they were, Then cast a languishing regard around, 2 But some faint signs of feeble life appear: And saw with hateful eyes the temples crown'a The wand'ring breath was on the ning to part, / With golden spires, and all the hostile ground.) Weakwas the pulse, and hardly heav'd ihe heart, | He sighd, and turn'd his eyes because he knes These two were sister's sons, and Arcite one, 'Twas but a larger goal he had in view: Much fam'd in fields, with valiant l'alamon. Then look'd before, and from the castle's height From these their costly arms the spoilers rent; Beheld a nearer and more pleasing sight: And softly both conveyed to Theseus' tent: The gardev which before he had not seen, Whom known of Creon's line and curdwithcare, in spring's new liv'ry clad of white and green, He to his city sent, as prisners of the var, Fresh flow'rs in wide parterres and shady Hopeless of ransom, and condemn'd to lie

walks between. In durance, doom'd a lingering death to die. This view'd, but not enjoy'd, with anns across This done,he march'dawaywith warlikesvund, Ile stood, reflecting on his country's loss; And to his Athens turn'dwith laurels crown'd, Himself an object of the public scorp, Where happy long he liv’d, much lov'd, and ( | And often wish'd he never had been born.

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At last, for so his destiny requir'd,

Have we not plighted each our holy oath, With walking giddy, and with thinking tir'd, That one should be the common good of both : He through a little window cast his sight, One soul should both inspire, and neither prove Though thick of bars, that gave a scaniy light : His fellow's hindrance in pursuit of love? "; But ev'n that glimin'ring serv'd hiin to descry To ihus before the gods we gave our hands, Th'inevitable charms of Emily. smart, And nothing but our death can break the bands.

Scarce had he seen, but seis'd with sudden This binds thee, then, to further my design, String to the quick, he felt it at his heart; As I am bound by vow to further thine: Struck blind with overpow'ring light he stood, Nor canst, nor dar'st thon, traitor, on the plain Then started back aniaz), and cried aloud. Approach my honor, or thine own maintain,

Young Arcite heard; and up he ran with haste, since thon art of my council, and the friend To help his friend, and in his arms enıbracd; Whose faith I trust, and on whose care depend: And ask'd him why he look'd so deadly wan, And wouli'st thou court niy lady's love, which I And whence and how his change of cheer began? Much rather than rehearse would choose to dic? Or who had done th' offence. But is, said he, But thou, false Arcite, never shalt obtain Your grief alone is hard captivity,

Thy bad pretence. I told the first iny pain : For love of heaven, with patience undergo For first my love began ere thine was born: A cureless ill, since fate will have it so: ? Thou, as my counsel and my brother sworu, So stood on horoscope in chains to lie : Art bound t'assist my eldership of right, And Saturn in the dungeon of the sky,

Or justly to be deein'd a perjur'd knight. Or other baleful aspect, rul'd our birth,

Thus Palamon; but Arcile with disdain, When all the friendly stars were under earth; In haughty language,'thus replied again : Whate'er betides, my desuny 'uis done; Forsworn thyself; the traitor's odious naine And better bear, liké men, ihan vainly seck to I first return, and then disprove thy claim.

Nor of my bonds, said Palamon again, (shun. If love be passion, and that passion nurs'd Nor of unhappy planets, I complain : With strong desires, I lov'd the lady first. But when my mortal anguish caus'd ny cry, Canst thou pretend desire, whom zeal inflam'd That moment I was hurt through either eye; To worship, and a pow'r celestial nam'd ? Piered with a random shaft, I faint away, Thine was devotion to the blest above; And perish with insensible decay :

I saw the woman, and desir'd her love ; A glance of some new goddess gare the wound, First own'd my passion, and to thee commend Whom, like Acteon, unaware I found. Th'important secret, as my chosen friend. Look how she walks along yon shady space, 2 Suppose (which yet I grant not) thy desire Not Juno moves with more majestic grace; A moment eller than my rival fire: And all the Cyprian queen is in her face.

Can chance of seeing first thy title prove? If thou art Venus (for thy char:ns confess And know'st thou not, no taw is nade for love? That face was forni'd in heaven, or art thou less; Law is to things which to free choice relate; Disguis’d in habit, undisguis'd in shape) . Love is not in our choice, but in our fate; Ojhelp us captives from our chains to 'scape; Laws are but positive; love's pow'r we see But if our doom be pass'd in bonds to lie Is nature's sanction, and her first decree. For life, and in a loathsome dungeon die. Each day we break the bond of human laws Then be thy wrath appeas'd witla our disgrace, For love, and vindicate the common cause. And show compassion to the Theban race, Laws for defence of civil rights are plac'd; Oppress'd by tyrant pow's! While yet he spoke, Love throws the fences down, and inakes a Arcite on Emily had fix'd his look';

gen'ral waste : The fatal dart a ready passage found,

Maids, widows,wives, withoutdistinctionfall;[all. And deep within his heart infix'd the wound: Thesweeping deluge, Love, coines on, and covers So that if Palamon were wounded soar, If then the laws of friendship I transgress, 2 Arcite was hurt as much as he, or more: ill keep the greater, while I break the less; Then from his inmost soul he sigh'd, and said, and both are madalike,sinceneithercanpossess, The beauty I beheld has struck me dead : Both hopeless to be ransom'd, never inore, Unknowingly she strikes, and kills by chance: To see the sun, but as he passes o'er. Poison is in her eyes, and death in ev'ry glance. Like Æsop's hounds contending for the bene, 0, I must ask ; nor ask alone, but move Bach pleaded right, and would be lord alone; Her mind to mercy, or must die for love. The fruitless fight continued all the day;

Thus Arcite: and thus Palamon replies A cur came by, and snatch'd the prize away. (Eager his tone, and ardent were his eyes) : As courtiers therefore justle for a grant, [want, Speak'st thou in earnest, or in jesting vain ? And when they break their friendship plead their Jesting, said Arcite, suits but ill with pain. So thou, if fortune will thy suit advance, It suits far worse (said Palamon again, ) Love on, nor envy me iny equal chance: And bent his brows), with men who honor weigh, For I must love, and am resolv'd to try Their faith to break, their friendship to betray ; My fate, or, failing in th' adventure, die. But worst with thee of noble lineage born, | Great was theirstrife, which hourly was renew'd, My kinsman, and in arms my brother swori). 'Till each with mortal bate his rival viewid :

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Now friends no more, nor walking hand in hand, Then farewell youth, and all the joys that dwell
But when they met they made a surly stand; With youth and life, and life itsei farewell.
And glag'd like angry lions as they pass'd, 1 Bui'why, alas! do inortal men in vain
and wish that ev'ry look inight be their last. Of fortune, fate, or providence complain?

Itchanc'il at length, Pirithous came t'attend God gives us what he knows our wants require, This worthy Theseus, his familiar friend; And better things than those which we desire. Their love in early infancy began,

Some pray for riches, riches they obtain; And rose as chilllood ripen'd into man. But, watch'd byrobbers, for theirwealth are slain : ('onipanions of the war; aoil lov'd so well, Some pray from prison to be freed; and come, That when one died, as anijent stories tell, When guilty of their rows, to fall at home; His fellow to redeem him went to hell. ) Murder'd by those they trusted with their life,

But to pursue my tale ; to welcome home A favor'd servant, or a bosom wifc. His warlike brother is Pirithous come: Such dcar-bought blessings happen ev'ry day, Arcite of Thebes was known in arms long since, Because we know not for what things to pray. And honor'd by this young Thessalian prince. Like drunken sots about the street we roamn: Theseus, to gratify his friend and guest,* Well knows the sot he has a certain home; Who made our Areite's freedom bis request, | Yet knows not how to find th' uncertain place, Restor'd in liberty our captive knight,

| And blunders on, and staggers erry pace. But on these hard conditions I recite :

Thus all seck happiness, but few can find : That if hereafter Arcite should be found For far the greater part of men are blind." Within the compass of Atlienian ground, This is my case, who thought our utmost good By day or night, or on whatc'er pretence,. Was in one word of freedom understood : His head should pay the forfeit of th' offence. The fatal blessing came: froni prison free, To this Pirithous for his friend agreed, I starve abroad, and lose the sight of Emily. And on his promise was the pris'ner freed. | Thus Arcite : but if Arcite thus deplore

Unpleas'il and pensive thus he takes his way, His suff'rings, Palainon yet suffers more. At his own peril; for his life must pay. " For when he knew his rival freed and gone, Who now but Arcite mourns his bitter fate, Fic swells withwrath, he makes outrageous njoan: Finds his dear purchase, and repents too late? He frets, he fumes, he stares, he stainps the ground; What have I gain'd, he said, in prison pont, The bollow tow'r with clamors rings around : If I but change my bonds for banishment? With briny tears he bath'd his fetter'd feet, And banish'd from lier sight, I suffer more And dropp'd all o'er with agony of sweat. In freedom, than I felt in bonils before; Alas! he cried, I wretch in prison pine, Forc'd from her presence, anel condemn'd to love; Too happy rival, while the fruit is thine : Unwelcoinc Freedom, and mnthank'd reprieve! Thou liv'st at large, thou draw'st thy native air, Heaven is not bnt where Emily abides ; Pleas'd with thy freedom, proud of my despair: And where she's absent all is hell besides. Thou may'st, since thou hast youth and courage Next to my day of birth was that accurs'd, lA sweet behaviour, and a solid mind, sjoin'd, Which boiind iny friendship to Pirithous first; / Assemble ours and all the Theban race, Had I not known that prince, I still had been To vindicate on Athens thy disgrace ; In bondage, and had still Emilia seen : And after, by some treaty made, possess For though I never can her grace descrie, Fair Einily, the pledge of lasting peace. "Tis recoinpence enough to see and serve. So thine shall be the beauteous prize, while I O Palamon, my kinsman and my friend, Must languish in despair, in prison die. How inuch more happy fates siiv love attend ! [Thus all th'advantage of the strile is thine ; Thinc is th' adventure, thine The victory ; ; Thy portion doublejovs, and doublesorrowsmine. Well as thy fortune tura'd the dice for thee: The rage of Jealousy then fir'd his soul, Thon on that angel's face mavst feed thine eyes, And his face kindled like a burning coal : In prison -no- but blissful paradise ! Now cold Despair, succeeding in her stead, Thou 'daily seest that sun of beauty shine, To livid paleness turus the glowing red. And lor'st at least in love's extremiést line... His blood, scarce liquid, creeps within his veins, I mourn in absenice, love's eternal night, Like water which the freezing wind constrains. And who can tell bot, since thou hast hersight, |Then thus he said : Eternal Deities, And art a comely, young, and valiant knight, J | Who rule the world with absolute decrees, Fortune (a various pow'r) may cease to frown, | And write whatever time shall bring to pass, And by sone ways unknown thy wishes crown: With pens of adamant, on plates of brass ; But I, the most forlorn of human kind, What, is the race of human kind your care Nor help can hope, nor remedy can find; Beyond what all his fellow creatures are? But doonid to drag my loathsome life in caro, lile with the rest is liable to pain; For my reward, must end it in despair. And like the sheep, his brother-beast, is slain. Fire, water, air, and 'earth, and force of fates Cold, hunger, prisons, ills without a cure, That governs all, and Heaven that all creates all these he must, and guiltless oft, endure ; Nor art, nor nature's hand, can ease my grief; Or does your justice, pow'r, or prescience fail Nothing but dcath, the wretch's last relief: When the good suffer, and the bad prevail?



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