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Yet for his pains he soon did him remove,
His passage after her withstood. Frein all th' oppression and the woe
What should she do ? through all the moving wood Of his frail body's native soil below,
Of lives endow'd with sense she took her flight: To his soul's true and peaceful country above : Harvey pursues, and keeps her still in sight. So godlike kings, for secret causes, known
But as the deer, long-hunted, takes a flood, Sometimes, but to themselves alone,
She leap'd at last into the winding streams of One of their ablest ministers elect,
blood ; And sent abroad to treaties, which they'intend | Of man's meander all the purple reaches made, Shall never take effect;
Till at the heart she stay'd; But, though the treaty wants a happy end,
Where turning head, and at a bay, The happy agent wants not the reward,
Thus by well-purged ears was she v'erheard to For which he labour'd faithfully and hard;
say; His just and righteous master calls him home And gives him, near himself, some honourable room. “Here sure shall I be safe" (said she)
“ None will be able sure to see Noble and great endeavours did he bring
This my retreat, but only he
Who made both it and me.
A wall impervious between
Divides the very parts within, The beauteous half, his lovely wife,
And doth theheart of man er'n from itself conceal." Did all his labours and his cares divide ;
She spoke: but, ere she was aware, Nor was a lame nor paralytic side :
Harvey was with her there; In all the turns of human state,
And held this slippery Proteus in a chain, And all th' unjust attacks of Fate,
Till all her mighty mysteries he descry'd; Sbe bore her share and portion still,
Which from his wit th' attempt before to bide
Was the first thing that Nature did in vain.
He the young practice of new life did sce, Whom in the storms of bad success,
Whilst, to conceal its toilsome poverty, And all that errour calls unhappiness,
It for a living wrought, both hard and privately. His virtue and his virtuous wife did still accompany;
Before the liver understood
The noble scarlet dye of blood;
Before one drop was by it made,
Or brought into it, to set up the trade ;
Before the untaught heart began to beat
The tuneful march to vital heat;
From all the souls that living buildings rear,
Whether employ'd for earth, or sca, or air,
Whether it in womb or egg be wronght;
A strict account to him is hourly brought A great man's soul it doth assault in vain !
How the great fabric does proceed, Their God himself the ocean doth restrain
What time, and what materials, it does nced ; With an imperceptible chain,
He so exactly does the work survey,
As if he hir'd the workers by the day.
Thus Harvey sought for truth in Truth's own book, His courage both to suffer and to die,
The creatures--which by God himself was writ:
And wisely thought 'twas fit,
Not to read comments only upon it, • In spite of quarrelling Philosophy,
But on th' original itself to look.
Methinks in Art's great circle others stand
Lock'd-up together, hand in hand;
The same bare path they tread,
And dance, like fairies, a fantastic round,
But neither change their motion nor their ground: UPOX DR. HARVEY.
Had Harvey to this road confin'd his wit,
His noble circle of the blood had been untrodden Coy Nature (which remain’d, though aged grown, |
yet. A beauteous virgin still, enjoy'd by none,
Great Doctor! th’art of curing's cur'd by thee; Nor seen unveil'd by any one)
We now thy patient, Physic, see When Harvey's violent passion she did see,
From all inveterate diseases free, Began to tremble and to flee;
Purg'd of old errours by thy care, Took sanctuary, like Daphne, in a tree :
New dieted, put forth to clearer air ;
It now will strong and healthful prove;
Itself before lethargic lay, and could not move!
And thousands more 'twas ready to bestow; For which the eye-beamspoint doth sharpness Of which a barbarous war's unlearned rage want
Has robb'd the ruin'd age:
O cruel loss! as if the golden fleece,
With so much cost and labour bought, And from afar by a great hero brought,
Had sunk ev'n in the ports of Greece.
And ten times easier 'tis
Nay, scarce himself too, now;
And to faithful Acme's mind
ODE, FROM CATULLUS.
ACME AND SEPTIMIUS.
Whilst on Septimius' panting breast
UPON HIS MAJESTY'S RESTORATION AND RETURX. -Quod optanti divům promittere nemo Auderet, volvenda dies, en, attulit ultro. Now blessings on you all, ye peaceful stars, Which meet at last so kindly, and dispense Your universal gentle influence, To calm the stormy world, and still the rage of wars!
Nor, whilst around the continent Plenipotentiary beams ye sent,
Did your pacific lights disdain
In their large treaty to contain
Such vigorous assistance give,
Of the proud Sun's meridian light,
No less effects than these we may
Auspicious star! again arise,
Again all heaven prodigiously adorn;
By which thou certain were to bless
Thou mad'st of that fair month thy choices
In which heaven, air, and sca, and earth, And all that's in them, all, does sinile and does re.
joice. 'Twas a right season; and the very ground Ought with a face of Paradise to be found,
Then, when we were to entertain Felicity and Innocence again. Shall we again (good Heaven!) that blessed pair be
By seeking all like gods to be ?
Upon a shore with shipwrecks filld,
Ah! mild and gall-less dove,
We fear'd, that the fanatic war, Which dost the pure and candid dwellings love, which men against God's houses did declare, Canst thou in Albion still delight?
Would from the Almighty enemy bring down Still canst thou think it white?
A sure destruction on our own. Will ever fair Religion appear
We read th' instructive bistories which tell In these deform'd ruins ? will she clear
Of all those endless mischiefs that befel Th’ Augean stables of her churches here?
The sacred town which God had lov'd so well, Will Justice hazard to be seen
After that fatal curse had once been said, Where a high court of justice e'er has been? “ His blood be upon ours and on our children's Will not the tragic scene,
head." And Bradshaw's bloody ghost, affright her there, We know, though there a greater blood was spilt, Her, who shall never fear?
'Twas scarcely done with greater guilt. Then may Whitehall for Charles's seat be fit, We know those miseries did befal If Justice shall endure at Westminster to sit. Whilst they rebell’d against that prince, whom all Of all, methinks, we leart should see
The rest of mankind did the love and joy of man. The chearful looks again of Liberty.
kind call. That name of Cromwell, which does freshly still Already was the shaken nation The curses of so many sufferers fill,
Into a wild and deform'd chaos brought, Is still enough to make her stay,
And it was hasting ou (we thought) And jealous for a while remain,
Even to the last of ills-annihilation: Lest, as a tempest carried him away, . When, in the midst of this confused night, Some hurricane should bring him back again. Lo! the blest Spirit mov'd, "and there was light;" Or, she inight justlier be afraid
For, in the glorious general's previous ray, Lest that great serpent, which was all a tail,
We saw a new created day: (And in his poisonous folds whole nations pri We by it saw, though yet in mists it shone, soners made)
The beauteous work of Order moving on. Should a third time perhaps prevail Where are the men who bragg’d that God did bless, To join again, and with wusse sting arise,
And with the marks of good success As it had done when cut in pieces twice.
Sign his allowance of their wickedness? Return, return, ye sacred Four !
Vain men! who thought the Divine Power to find
God came not till the storm was past;
May by the claws of the great fiend be done;
Here, here we see th Almighty's hand indeed, Along with you plenty and riches go,
Both by the beauty of the work we see't, and by With a full tide to eyery port they flow,
the speed. With a warm fruitful wind o’er all the country
He who had seen the noble British heir,
Even in that ill disadvantageons light
He who had seen him in his cloud so bright
He who had seen the double pair
Of brothers, heavenly good! and sisters, heaAnd, in the head of this angelic band,
venly fair! Lo! how the goodly prince at last does stand
Might have perceiv'd, methinks, with ease, (O righteous God!) on his own happy land:
(But wicked men see only what they please) 'Tis happy now, which could with so much ease
That God had no intent t'extinguish quite
The pious king's eclipsed right.
He who had seen how by the Power Divine
All the young branches of this royal line In which one part of three frenzy possest, Did in their fire, without consumning, shine And lethargy the rest:
How through a rough Red-sea they had been led, 'Tis happy, which no bleeding does endure,
By wonders guarded, and by wonders fed
How many years of trouble and distress
They 'ad wander'd in their fatal wilderness, In which by hostile hands it ought to bum,
| And yet did never murmur or repine;Or that which, if from Heaven it came,
Might, methinks, plainly understand, It did but well deserve, all into bonfire turn.
| That, after all these conquer'd trials past, We fear'd (and almost touch'd the black degree Th’Almighty mercy would at last Of instant expectation)
Conduct them, with a stong unerring hand, That the three dreadful angels we,
To their own promis'd land: Of famine, sword, and plague, should here esta For all the glories of the Earth blish'd see,
Ought to b entail'd by right of birth; (God's great triumvirate of desolation!)
And all Heaven's blessings to come down To scourge and to destroy the sinful nation. Upon his race, to whom alone was given Justly might Heaven Protectors such as those, The double royalty of Earth and Heaven; And such committees, for their safety, impose Who crown'd the kingly with the inartyr's Upon a land which scarcely better chose.
The martyrs' blood was said, of old, to be
Besides, evin in this world below, · The seed from whence the church did To those who never did ill-fortune krow, grow.
The good does nauseous or insipid grow. The royal blood which dying Charles did sow Consider man's whole life, and you'll confess Becomes no less the seed of royalty :
The sharp ingredient of some bad success 'Twas in dishonour sown;
Is that which gives the taste to all his happiness. We find it now in glory grown,
But the true method of felici:y The grave could but the dross of it devour;
Is, when the worst “ 'Twas sown in weakness, and 'tis rais'd in Of human life is plac'd the first, power."
And when the child's correction proves to be We now the question well decided see,
The cause of perfecting the man: Which eastern wits did once contest,
Let our weak days lead up the van; . At the great monarch's feast,
| Let the brave second and Triarian band * Of all on earth what things the strongest be?" Firm against all impression stand: And some for women, some for wine, did plead; ! The first we may defeated see; That is, for folly and for rage,
The virtue of the force of these are sure of vic. Two things which we have known indeed
Begin their glorious march with thee:
Long may their march to Heaven, and still No frantie commonwealths or tyrannies;
triumphant be! No cheats, and perjuries, and lies;
Now thou art gotten once before, No nets of human policies; .
| Il-fortune nerer shall o’or-take thee more. No stores of arms or gold (though you could join To see 't again, and pleasure in it find, Those of Peru to the great London mine);
Cast a disclainful look behind; No towns: no fleets by sea, or troops by land ; Things which ofiend when present, and affright, No deeply-entrench'd islands, can withstand, In inemury well-painted move delight. Or any small resistance bring,
Enjoy then all thy aillictions nuwAgainst the naked Truth and the unarmed king. Thy royal father's came at last; The foolish lights which travellers beguile
Thy martyrdom's already past :
And different crowns to both ye owe. End the same night when they begin;
No gold did e'er the kingly temples bind, No art so far can upon Nature win
Than thine more try'd and more refin'd, As e'er to put out stars, or long keep meteors
As a choice medal for Heaven's treasury, in. Where's now that ignus fatuus, which ere-while
God did stamp first upon one side of thee
The image of his suffering humanity:
On th' other side, turn’d now to sight, does shine Where's now that falling-star, his son?
The glorious image of his power divine ! Where 's the large comet now, whose raging | So, when the wisest poets seek flaine
In all their liveliest colours to set forth
A picture of beruic worth,
They chuse some comely prince of heavenly The fiery tail did to vast length extend;
birth, And twice for want of fuel did expire.
(No proud gigantic son of Earth, And twice renew'd the dismal fire : | Who strives t'usurp the gods' forbidden seat) 'Though long the tail, we saw at last its end. They feed him not with nectar, and the meat The flames of one triumphant day.
That cannot without joy be ate; Which, like an anti-comet here,
But, in the cold of want, and storins of adverse Did fatally to that appear,
chance, For ever frighted it away:
They harden his young virtue by degrees : Then did th’allotted hour of dawning right The beauteous drop first into ice does freeze, First strike our ravish'd sight;
And into solid crystal next advance. Which Malice or which Art no more could stay, His murder'd friends and kindred he does see, Than witches' charms can a retardment bring
And from his flaming country fee: To the resuscitation of the Day,
Much is he tost at sea, and much at land; Or resurrection of the Spring.
Does long the force of angry gods withstand : We welcoine both, and with improv'd delight He does long troubles and long wars sustain, Bless the preceding Winter, and the Night!
Ere he his fatal birth-right gain.
With no less time or labour can Man ought his future happiness to fear,
Destiny build up such a man,
Who's with sufficient virtue fill'd
His ruin's country to rebuild.
Nor without cause are arms from Heaven, The duty of a sacrifice,
To such a bero by the poets given He is, we doubt, reserv'd entire
No human metal is of force t'oppose As a whole victim for the fire. ..
Su mar y and so violent bluwse
Such was the helmet, breast-plate, shield | The starry worlds, which shine to us, afar,
Take ours at this time for a star.
Ev'n some excess allow;
Should end our twenty years of dismal melanSo were they borne when Worcester's dismal day
choly. I Did all the terr urs of black Fate display !
Where's now the royal mother, where,
To take her mighty share
| In this so ravishing sight, And one of th' angels whom just God did send
And, with the part she takes, to add to the deTo guard him in his noble flight
light? (A troop of angels did him then attend !)
Ah! why art thou not here, Assur'd me, in a vision th other night,
Thou always best, and now the happiest queen! That he (and who could better judge than he?)
| To see our joy, and with new joy be seen;
God has a bright example made of thee,
To show that woman-kind may be
Above that sex which her superior seems, eye.
In wisely managing the wide extremes :
Of great affliction, great Felicity.
How well those different virtues thee become, From their affronts and sufferings draw, Daughter of triumphs, wife of martyrdom ! And look like heavenly saints e'en in their pur- Thy princely mind with so much courage bore gatory;
Affliction, that it dares return no inore; Methought I saw the three Judean youths With so much goodness us'd felicity, (Three unhurt martyrs for the noblest truths !) That it cannot refrain from coming back to thee; In the Chaldean furnace walk;
"T'is come, and seen to-day in all its bravery ! How cheerfully and unconcern'd they talk!
Who's that heroic person leads it on,
And gives it, like a glorious bride,
(Richly adorn'd with nuptial pride) The greely fire itself dares not be fed
into the hands now of thy son? With the blest oil of an anointed head.
'Tis the good general, the man of praise. The honourable fame
Whom God at last, in gracious pity, (Which rather light we ought to name)
Did to th' enthralled nation raise,
Their great Zerubbabel to be ;
To loose the bonds of long captivity,
| And to rebuild their temple and their city !
For ever blest may he and his remain,
Who, with a vast, though less appearing, gain,
Preferr'd the solid great above the vain,
And to the world this princely truth has shown-
| That more 'tis to restore, than to usurp a crown! Will suffer no affiction to be there.
Thou worthiest person of the British story! Less favour to those three of old was shown :
(Though 'tis not small the British glory) To solace with their company
Did I not know my humble verse must be The fiery trials of adversity!
But ill-proportion'd to the height of thee, Two angels join with these, the other had but
Thou and the world should see onc.
How much my Muse, the fee of Aattery,
Does make true praise her labour and design;
An lliad or an Æneid should be thjne.
If no acknowledgments we pay Come, mighty Charles ! desire of nations! come; To you, great patriots of the two Come, you triumph exile, home.
Most truly other houses now, He's come, he's safe at shore ; I hear the noise Who have redeem'd from hatred and from shame
Of a whole land which does at once rejoice, A parliament's once venerable name; · I hear th' united people's sacred voice.
And now the title of a house restore,
To that which was but slaughter house before,
If my advice, ye worthies ! might be talen,
Within those reverend places,
Which now your living presence graces,
And to your successors th' exainple be
| Of truth, religion, reason, loyalty :