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Or rocky Avon, or of sedgy Lee,

So hung his destiny, never to rot
Or coaly 'l'ine, or ancient hallow'd Dee ; While he might still jog on and keep his trot,
Or Humber loud, that keeps the Scythian's name; Made of sphere-metal, never to decay
Or Medway smooth, or royal-tower'd Thame. Until his revolution was at stay.
[The rest was prose. ]

Time numbers motion, yet (without a crime
'Gainst old truth) motion number'd out his time:

And, like an engine, mov'd with wheel and weight
AN EPITAPH

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,
What needs my Shakspeare, for his honour'd Too long vacation hasten'd on his term.
The labour of an age in piled stones? [bones, Merely to drive the time away he sickend,
Or that his hallow'd reliques should be hid

Fainted, and died, nor would with ale be quickUnder a star-ypointing pyramid ?

en'd;

(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.

weight ;"
But, had his doings lasted as they were,

He had been an immortal carrier.
UNIVERSITY CARRIER,

Obedient to the Moon he spent his date

In course reciprocal, and had his fate
M'ho sickened in the time of his vacancy, being Link'd to the mutual flowing of the seas,
forbid to go to London, by reason of the plague. Yet (strange to think) his wain was his increase o
Here lies old Hobson ; Death hath broke bis girt, His letters are deliver'd all and gone,
And here, alas ! hath laid him in the dirt;

Only remains this superscription.
Or else the ways being foul, twenty to one,
He's here stuck in a slongh, and overthrown.
'Twas such a shifter, that, if truth were known,
Death was half glad when he had got him down; FORCERS OF CONSCIENCE
For he had, any time this ten years full,
Dodg'd with him betwixt Cambridge and The

UNDER THE LONG PARLIAMENT.
Bull.

Because you have thrown off your prelate Lord,
And surely Death could never have prevail'd, And with stiff vows renounc'd his Liturgy,
Had not his weekly course of carriage fail'd; To seise the widow'd whore Plurality
But lately finding him so long at home,

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.”

Paul,
Must now be nam'd and printed heretics

By shallow Edwards and Scotch what d'ye call :
ANOTHER ON THE SAME,'

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.

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eares.

May, with their wholesome and preventive shears, And kings be born of thee, whose dreadful Clip your phylacteries, though bauk your ears,

might
And succour our just fears, Shall awe the world, and conquer nations bold."
When they shall read this clearly in your charge,
New presbyter is but old priest writ large.

From DANTE.
Ah Constantine, of how much ill was cause,

Not thy conversion, but thuse rich domains ORIGINAL VARIOUS READINGS ON THE FORCERS

That the first wealthy pope receiv'd of thee:.
OF CONSCIENCE.

From DANTE.
Ver. 2. the vacant whore Plurality. Founded in chaste and humble poverty,
Ver. 6. To force the consciences &c.

'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.

From ARIOSTO.

Then pass'd he to a flowery mountain green,
TRANSLATIONS.

Which once smelt sweet, now stinks as odiously :
This was the gift, if you the truth will hare,

That Constantine to good Sylvester gavet,
THE FIFTH ODE OF HORACE,
LIB. I.

From HORACE.
What slender youth, bedewid with liquid Whom do we count a good man? Whom but he

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.
Unwonted shall admire!
Who now enjoys thee credulous, all gold,

From EURIPIDES.
Who always vacant, always amiable
Hopes thee, of lattering galts

This is true liberty, when freeborn men,
Unmirdful. Hapless they,

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.

p. 10.

Goddess of shades, and buptress, who at will
Walk's on the rowling spheres, and through the

, 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,

p. 10.

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.
From SOPHOCLES".

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,
From SENECA'3.

If once his wrath take fire, like fuel sere.

Happy all those who have in him their stay.
There can be slain
No sacrifice to God more acceptable,
Than an uvjust and wicked king'4,

PSALM III. Aug. 9, 1653.
PSALM I.

When he fled from Absalom.

LORD, how many are my fues !
Done into verse, 1653.

How many those,

That in arins against me rise; Blessis is the man who hath not walk'd astray

Many are they,
In counsel of the wicked, and i' the way

That of my life distrustfully thus say;
Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat No help for him in God there lies.
Of scorners hath not sat.

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 ;
He shall be as a tree which planted grows

Aloud I cried
By watery-streams, and in his season knows Unto Jehovah, he full soon replied,
To yield his fruit, and his leaf shall not fall, And heard me from his holy mount.
And what he takes in hand shall prosper all. I lay and slept; I wak'd again ;
Not so the wicked, but as chaff which fann'd

For my sustain
The wind drives, so the wicked shall not stand Was the Lord. Of many millions
In judgment, or abide their trial then,

The populous rout
Nor sinners in the assembly of just men.

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
PSALM II.

On the cheek-bone all my foes,
Of men abhorr'd

(Lord;

Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the
Done Aug 8, 1653. Terzetti.

Thy blessing on thy people flows.
Why do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations
Muse a vain thing, the kings of the Earth up- PSALM IV. Aug. 10, 1658.

stand
With power, and princes in their congregations ANSWER me when I call,
Lay deep their plots together through each land God of my righteousness ;

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

dark abounds.

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,
My meditation weigh;

And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.
The voice of my complaining hear,
My King and God; for unto thee I pray.

PSALM VII. Aug. 14, 1653.
Jehovah, thou my early voice
Shalt in the morning hear :

Upon the words of Chush the Benjamile against kin,
I’ the morning I to thee with choice
Will rank my prayers, and watch till thou appear. Lord, my God, to thee I fly;
For thou art not a God that takes

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)
Fools or mad men stand not within thy sight, He haste to tear my soul asunder,
All workers of iniquity

Tearing, and no rescue nigh.
Thou hat'st; and them unblest
Thou wilt destroy that speak a lye ;

Lord, my God, if I have thought
The bloody and guileful man God doth detest. 'Or done this; if wickedness
But I will, in thy mercies dear,

Be in my hands; if I have wrought
Thy numerous mercies, go

Ill to bim that meant me peace;
Into thy house; I, in thy fear,

Or to him have render'd less,
Will towards thy holy temple worship low. And not freed my foe for nought;
Lord, lead me in thy righteousness,
Lead me, because of those

Let the eneiny pursue my soul,
That do observe if I transgress;

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
They all who trust in thee, shall bring

And command, which I desire.
Their joy; while thou from blame
Defend'st them, they shall ever sing

So the assemblies of each nation
And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name. Will surround thee, seeking right;
For thou, Jehovah, wilt be found

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
Hin with thy lasting favour and good will,

All people from the world's foundation,
PSALM VI. Aug. 13, 1653. Judge me, Lord; be judge in this

According to my righteousness,
LORD, in thine apger do not reprehend me And the innocence which is
Nor in thy hot displeasure me correct;

Upon me: cause at length to cease
Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,

Of evil men the wickedness
And very weak and faint; heal and amend me: And their power that do amiss.

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.
And fell into the pit he made;
His mischief, that due course doth keep,

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;
Among themselves they laugh, they play,

And flouts at us they throw.
PSALM VIII. Aug. 14, 1653.

7. Return us, and thy grace divine,

O God of Hosts, vouchsafe;
O JEHOVAH our Lord, how wonderous great Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
And glorious is thy name through all the Earth!

And then we shall be safe.
So as above the Heavens thy praise to set 8. A vine from Egypt thou hast brought,
Out of the tender mouths of latest birth.

Thy free love made it thine,

And drov'st out nations, proud and haul,
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou To plant this lovely vine.

Hast founded strength, because of all thy foes, 9. Thou didst prepare for it a place,
To stint the enemy, and slack the avenger's brow, And root it deep and fast,
That bends his rage thy Providence to oppose. That it began to grow apace,

And olid the land at last.
When I behold thy Heavens, thy fingers' art, 10. With her green shade that cover'd all,
The Moon, and stars, which thou so bright The hills were over-spread ;
hast set

Her boughs as high as cedars tall
In the pure firmament; then saith my heart, Advanc'd their lofty head.
O, what is man that thou remembrest yet,

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;
Lord,

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,
Fowl of the Heavens, and fish that through the And visit this thy vine.
wet

[dearth. 15. Visit this vine, which thy right hand
Sea-paths in shoals do slide, and know no Hath set, and planted long,
O Jehovah our Lord, how wonderous great And the young branch, that for thyself
And glorious is thy name through all the Earth! Thou hast made fir and strong.

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