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Or rocky Avon, or of sedgy Lee,
So hung his destiny, never to rot
Time numbers motion, yet (without a crime
And, like an engine, mov'd with wheel and weight
His principles being ceas'd, he ended straight.
Rest, that gives all men life, gave him his death, ON THE ADMIRABLE DRAMATIC POET W.SHAXSPEARE.' And too much breathing put him out of breath;
Nor were it contradiction to affirm,
Fainted, and died, nor would with ale be quickUnder a star-ypointing pyramid ?
(stretch'd, Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,
“ Nay,” quoth he, on his swooning bed outWhat need’st thou such weak witness of thy name?
“ If I mayn't carry, sure I'll ne'er be fetch'd, Thou, in our wonder and astonishment,
But vow, though the cross doctors all stood hearHast built thyself a live-long monument.
ers, Por whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, for one carrier put down to make six bearers." Thy easy numbers flow; and that each heart
Ease was his chief disease; and, to judge right, Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book,
He died for heaviness that his cart went light : Those Delphic lines with deep impression took ; His leisure told him that his time was come, Then thou our fancy of itself bereaving,
And lack of load made his life burdensome, Dost make us marble with too much conceiving; That even to his last breath, (there be that say't) And, so sepulcher'd, in such pomp dost lie,
As he were press’d to death, he cried, “More That kings, for such a tomb, would wish to die.
He had been an immortal carrier.
Obedient to the Moon he spent his date
In course reciprocal, and had his fate
Only remains this superscription.
UNDER THE LONG PARLIAMENT.
Because you have thrown off your prelate Lord,
From them whose sin ye envied, not abhorr'd; And thinking now his journey's end was come, Dare ye for this adjure the civil sword And that he had ta'en vp his latest inn,
To force our consciences that Christ set free, To the kind office of a chamberlin
And ride us with a classic hierarchy Show'd him his room where he must lodge that Taught ye by mere A. S. and Rotherford ? night,
Men, whose life, learning, faith, and pure Pull'd off his boots, and took away the light:
intent, If any asķ for him, it shall be sed,
Would have been beld in high esteem with “ Hobson has supt, and's newly gone to bed.”
By shallow Edwards and Scotch what d'ye call :
But we do hope to find out all your tricks, Here lieth one, who did most truly prove
Your plots and packing worse than those of
Trent, That he could never die while he could move ;
That so the Parliament ' Birch, and from him doctor Newton, asserts, that this copy of verses was written in the twenty- shops-gate-street, where his figure in fresco, with second year of Milton's age, and printed with the
an inscription, was lately to be seen. Peck, at Poems of Shakspeare at London in 1640. It first the end of his Memoirs of Cromwell, has printed appeared among other recommendatory verses,
Hobson's will, which is dated at the close of the prefixed to the folio edition of Shakspeare's year 1630. . He died Jan. 1, 1630, while the plays in 1632. But without Milton's name or plague was in London. This piece was written initials. This therefore is the first of Milton's that year. The proverb, to wbich Hobson's caprice, pieces that was published.
founded perhaps on good sense, gave rise, needs • Hobson's inn at London was the Bull in Bi- not to be repeated. VOL. VII.
ON THE NEW
May, with their wholesome and preventive shears, And kings be born of thee, whose dreadful Clip your phylacteries, though bauk your ears,
Not thy conversion, but thuse rich domains ORIGINAL VARIOUS READINGS ON THE FORCERS
That the first wealthy pope receiv'd of thee:.
'Gainst them that rais'd thee dost thou lift thy Ver. 12. By haire-braind Edwards.
horn, Shallow is in the margin ; and the pen is drawn Impudent whore, where hast thou plac'd thy hope? through haire-brain'd.
In thy adulterers, or thy ill-got wealth ? Ver. 17. Crup ye as close as marginal Ps Another Constantine coines not in baste3.
Then pass'd he to a flowery mountain green,
Which once smelt sweet, now stinks as odiously :
That Constantine to good Sylvester gavet,
odours, Courts thee on roses in some pleasant cave,
Who keeps the laws and statutes of the senate,
Who judges in great suits and controversies, Pyrrha ? For whom bind'st thou In wreaths thy golden hair,
Whose witness and opinion wins the cause? Plain in thy neatness? 0, bow oft shall he
But his own house, and the whole neighhour
hood, On faith and changed gods complain, and seas Rough with black winds, and storms
Sees his foul inside through his whited skin.
This is true liberty, when freeborn men,
Having to advise the public, may speak free; To whom thou untried seem'st fair! Me, in my
Which he who cail, and will, deserves bigh vow'd
praise: Picture, the sacred wall declares to have bung
Who neither can, nor will, may hold bis peace ; My dank and dropping weeds
What can be a juster in a state than this ? To the stern god of sea.
From HORACE. From GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH.
Laughing, to teach the truth? Brutus thus addresses Diana in the country of What binders? As some teachers give to boys LEOGECIA.
Junkets and knacks, that they may learn apace.
Goddess of shades, and buptress, who at will
, From Milton's Hist. Engl. Pr. W. vol.is deep;
p. 7. edit. 1698. These fragments of translaOn thy third reign, the Earth, look now, and tell tiou were collected from Milton's Prose-Works. What land, what seat of rest, thou bidst me seek, vol. i. p. 10.
* From Of Reformation in England. Pr. W. What certain seat, where I may worship thee For aye, with temples vow'd and virgin quires.
3 From Of Reformation, &c. Pr. W. vol. i. To whom, sleeping before the altar, Diana answers
4 From Of Reformation, &c. Pr. W. vol. i. in a vision the same night.
s From Tetrachordon, Pr. W. vol. i. 239. Brutus, far to the west, in the ocean wide,
O Milton's Motto to his Areopagiica,, A Beyond the realm of Gaul, a land there lies, speech for the liberty of unlincensed Printing, Sea-girt it lies, where giants dwelt of ld;
&c. Prose W. vol. i. 141. Now void, it fits 'hy people : thither bend
7 Sat, i. i. 24. Thy course ; there shalt thou find a lasting seat; 8 From Apol. Smectymn. Pr. W. vol. i. 116. There to thy sons another Troy shall rise,
From HOR ACES.
As thy possession I on thee bestovi [sway'd,
The Heathen ; and, as thy conquest to be Joking decides great things,
Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring
full low Stronger and better oft than earnest can'.
With iron sceptre bruis'd, and them disperse
Like to a potler's vessel shiver'd so.
And now be wise at length, ye kings averse,
Be taught, ye judges of the Earth ; with fear 'Tis you that say it, not I. You do the deeds,
Jehovah serve, and let your joy converse And your ungodly deeds find me the words".
With trembling; kiss the Son lest be 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.
PSALM III. Aug. 9, 1653.
When he fled from Absalom.
LORD, how many are my fues !
How many those,
That in arins against me rise; Blessis is the man who hath not walk'd astray
Many are they,
That of my life distrustfully thus say;
But in the great
But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory, Jehovah's law is ever his delight,
Thee through my story, And in his law he studies day and night.
The exalter of my head I count ;
Aloud I cried
For my sustain
The populous rout
I fear not, though, encamping round about, For the Lord knows the upright way of the just, They pitch against me their pavilions. And the way of bad men to ruin must.
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
Thy blessing on thy people flows.
Against the Lord and his Messiah dear? In straits and in distress,
Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand Thou didst me disenthrall Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear, And set at large; now spare, Their twisted cords : He, who in Hearen doth Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer. dwell,
Great ones, how long will ye Shall laugh; the Lord shall scoff them; then My glory have jo scorn? severe,
How long be thus forborn Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell Still to love vanity?
And fierce ire trouble them ; but I, saith he, To love, to seek, to prize,
Anointed have my King (though ye rebel) Thing false and vain, and nothing else but On Sion my holy bill. A firm decree
Yet know the Lord bath chose,
[lies, I will declare: the Lord to me hath said, Chose to himself apart,
Thou art my Son, I have begotten thee The good and meek of heart; This day; ask of me, and the grant is made ; (For whom to choose he knows)
Jehovah from on high , Sat, i. x. 14.
Will hear my voice, what time to him I cry. 10 Apol. Smectymn. vol. i. p. 116.
Be aw'd, and do not sin ; " Electra, v. 627.
Speak to your hearts alone, 's From Apol. Smectymn. Ibid.
Upon your beds, each one, 13 Hercul. Fur.
And be at peace within. 14 From Tenure of Kings, &c. Pr. W. vol. i. Offer the offerings just 315.
Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust.
Many there be that say,
For all my bones, that even with anguish ake, Who yet will show us good ?
Are troubled, yea, my soul is troubled sore, Talking like this world's brood;
And thou, O Lord, how long? Turn, Lord; But, Lord, thus let me pray;
restore On us lift up the light,
My soul ; O save me for thy goodness sake: Lift up the favour of thy countenance bright. For in death no resemblance is of thee; Into my heart more joy
Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise ? And gladness thou bast put,
Wearied I am with sighing out my days; Than when a year of glut
Nightly my couch I make a kind of sea; Their stores doth over-cloy,
My bed I water with my tears; mine eye And from their plenteous grounds
Through grief consumes, is waxen old and With vast encrease their corn and wine
I'the midst of all my enemies that mark. In peace at once will I
Depart, all ye that work iniquity, Both lay me down and sleep;
De part from me; for the voice of my weeping For thou alone dost keep
The Lord hath heard; the Lord hath heard Me safe where'er I lie;
my prayer; As in a rocky cell
My supplication with acceptance fair Thou, Lord, alone, in safety mak'st me dwell. The Lord will own, and have me in his keeping.
Mine enemies shall all be blank and dasb'd PSALM V. Aug. 12, 1653.
With much confusion; then, grown red with
shame, JEHOVAH, to my words give ear,
They shall return in haste the way they came,
And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.
PSALM VII. Aug. 14, 1653.
Upon the words of Chush the Benjamile against kin,
Save me and secure me under In wickedness delight;
Thy protection while I cry; Evil with thee no biding makes ;
Lest, as a lion, (and no wonder)
Tearing, and no rescue nigh.
Lord, my God, if I have thought
Be in my hands; if I have wrought
Ill to bim that meant me peace;
Or to him have render'd less,
Let the eneiny pursue my soul,
And overtake it ; let bim tread Set thy ways right before, where my step goes.
My life down to the earth, and roll For, in his faltering mouth unstalle,
In the dust my glory dead, No word is firm or sooth;
In the dust ; and, there out-spread, Their inside, troubles miserable; (smooth.
Lodge it with dishonour foul. An open grave their throat, their tongue they Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire, God, find them guilty, let them fall
Rouse thyself amidst the rage By their own counsels quellid;
Of my foes that urge like fire ; Push them in their rebellions all
And wake for me, their fury asswage ; Still on ; for against thee they have rebell’d.
Judgment here thou didst engage
And command, which I desire.
So the assemblies of each nation
Thence to thy glorious habitation To bless the just man still ;
Return on high, and in their sight. As with a shield, thou wilt surround
Jehorah judgeth most upright
All people from the world's foundation,
According to my righteousness,
Upon me: cause at length to cease
Of evil men the wickedness
But the just establish fast,
April, 1648. J. M; Since thou art the just God that tries
Nine of the Psalms done into metre, wherein all Hearts and reins. On God is cast
ut what is in a different character, are the very My defence, and in him lies,
words of the tert, translated from the original. In him who, both just and wise,
PSALM LXXX. Saves the upright of heart at last.
1. Thou Shepherd, that dost Israel keep, God is a just judge and severe,
Give ear in time of need ; And God is every day offended;
Who leadest like a flock of sheep If thc unjust will pot forbear,
Thy loved Joseph's seed; His sword he whets, his bow hath bended
That sitt'st between the cherubs bright, Already, and for him intended
Between their wings out-spread; The tools of death, that waits him near.
Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light,
And on our fues thy dread. (His arrows purposely made he
2. In Ephraim's view and Benjamin's, For them that persecute.) Behold,
And in Manasse's sight, He travels big with vanity;
Awake thy strength, come, and be seen Trouble he hath conceiv'd of old,
To save us by thy might. As in a womb; and from that mould
3. Turn us again, thy gruce divine Hath at length brought forth a lie,
To us, O God, vouchsafe ; He digg'd a pit, and delv'dit deep,
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
And then we shall be safe.
4. Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou, Turns on his head ; and his ill trade
How long wilt thou declare Of violence will, undelay'd.
Thy smoking wrath, and brow
angry Pall on his crown with ruin steep.
Against thy people's prayer !
5. Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears; Then will I Jehovah's praise
Their bread with tears they eat; According to his justice raise,
And mak'st them largely drink the tears And sing the name and deity
Wherewith their cheeks are wel. Of Jehovah the Most High.
6. A strife thou mak'st us and a prey
To every neighbour foe;
And flouts at us they throw.
7. Return us, and thy grace divine,
O God of Hosts, vouchsafe;
And then we shall be safe.
Thy free love made it thine,
And drov'st out nations, proud and haul,
Hast founded strength, because of all thy foes, 9. Thou didst prepare for it a place,
And olid the land at last.
Her boughs as high as cedars tall
11. Her branches on the western side
Down to the sea she sent, And think'st upon bim; or of man begot,
And upward to that river wide
Her other branches went. That him thou visit'st, and of him art found !
12.. Why hast thou laid her hedges low, Scarce to be less than gods, thou mad'st his lot,
And broken down her fence, With honour and with state thou hast him crown'd.
That all may pluck her, as they go,
With rudest violent:?
13. The tusked boar out of the wood O'er the works of thy hand thou mad'st him
Up turns it by the roots;
Wild beasts there brouze, and make their food 'Thou hast put all under his lordly feet;
Her grapes and tender shoots. All Rocks, and herds, by thy commanding word,
14. Return now, God of Hosts, look down All beasts that in the field or forest meet,
From Heaven, thy seat divine;
Behold us, but without a frown,
[dearth. 15. Visit this vine, which thy right hand