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The frowns of a capricious jilt you mourn,
“ A farther weakness in thy heart I read; Who's thine or mine, and ev'ry man's by turn : Thy prison shocks thee with unusual dread : Were Fortune crustant, she's no more the saine, Dark solitude thy wav'ring mind appalls, But, chang'd in species, takes another name. Damp foors, and low hung roofs, and naked Say, when that prodigy of falsehood smil'd,
walls. And all the sorceress thy heart beguil'd; Yet here the mind of Socrates could soar; When ev'ry joy that full possession gave
And, being less than man, he rose to more. Rose to the highest relish man can crave; Wish not to see new hosts of clients wait Wast thou then happy to thy soul's desire ? - In rows submissive through vast rooms of state 3 Something to seek, and something to require, Nor, on the litter of coarse rushes spread, Still, still perplex'd thee, unforeseen before. Lament the absence of thy dowoy bed : Thy draughts were mighty, but thy dropsy more3). Nor grieve thoni, that thy plunder'd books afford 'Tis granted, Fortune's vanish'd-and what then? No consolation to their exil'd lord : Thou’rt still as truly rich as all good men: Read thy own hear135; its motions nicely scan; Thy mind's thy own; (if that be calm and There's a sufficient library for man36. ev'n!).
And yet a nobler volume still remains ; Thy faith in Providence, thy funds in Heav'n. The book of Providence all truths contains : The Indian only took her jingling bells,
For ever useful, and for ever clear, Her rags of silk, and trumpery of shells :
To all men open, and to all men near: Virtue's a plunder of a cumb'rous make,
By tyrants unsuppress'd, untouch'd by fire; She cannot, and she does not chuse to take31,- Old as mankind, and with mankind t' expire37. Accept the inconstant, if she deigns to stay; “ Next, what aggrieves thee most, is loss of And, if she leaves thee, speed her on the way :
fame, For where's the diff'rence, mighty reasʼner, say, And the chaste pride of a once spotless name: When man by death of all things is bereft, But mark, my son, the truths I shall impart, If he leaves Fortune, or by Fortune's left32 ? And grave them on the tablets of thy heart: Fortune to Galba's door the diadem brought ; The first keen stroke th' unfortunate shall find, The door was clos'd, and other sons she sought : Is losing the opinion of mankind" : Fortune's a woman, over fund or blind;
Slander and accusation take their rise
Or a rich upstart villain dis-esteem'd ?-
Till Heav'n (at Heav'n's appointed season kind,) All must be wretched who expect too much ;. Sweeps off th’ Egyptian piague with such a wind, Life's chymic gold proves recreant to the touch. That not one blood sucker is left behind. “ The man who fears, nor hopes for earthly “Boast not, nor grieve at good or evil fame: things,
Be true to God, and thou art still the same. Disarms the tyrant, and looks down on kings: Man cannot give thee virtues thou hast not, Whilst the dependins, craving, flatt'ring slave, Nor steal the virtues thou hast truly got. Makes his own chain that drags him to the “ And what's the applause of learning or of
wit? The goddess now, with mill and sober grace
Critics unwrite whate'er the author writ: Inclining, look'd me stedfast in the face, “Thy exile next sits heavy on thy mind ;
Ubicunque Virtus; Thy pomp, thy wealth, thy villaz, left bebind, Heic, puto, templum est. Ah, quit these nothings to the hungry tribe;
Jac. Balde Odz. States cannot banish thee; they inav proscribe. Heav'n, to men well dispos'd, is ev'ry where, The good man's country is in ev'ry clime,
Dr. Denne. His God in ev'ry place, at ev'ry time;
35 « There are two lessons which God instills In civiliz'd, or in barbarian lands,
every day into the faithful: the one is, to see Wherever Virtue breathes, an altar stand934 ! their own faults: the other is, to comprehend the
Thom. à Kemp. 20 Intelligo multiformes illius prodigii fucos. 36 “ The best looking-glass wherein to see thy
L. II, Pros. 1. God is perfectly to see thyself.” 3) Largis cum potius muneribus fiuens
Hugo de Anima. Sitis ardescit habendi. L. II, Metr. 2. 37 L. I, Pros. 4. Boetius. 31 L. II, Pros. 1.
38 At vero hic etiam nostris malis cumulus 32 Quid igitur referre putes, tunè illam mo- accedit, quod existimatio plurimorum non rerum ricendo deseras, an te illa fugiendo?
merita, sed fortuna spectat eventum; eaque
Lib. II, Pros. 3. tantum judicat esse provisa, quæ felicitas coin33 Quisquis composito serenus ævo
mendaverit. Quo fit, ut existimatio bona, prima Nec speres aliquid, nec extimescas,
ompiuin deserat infelices. Exarmaveris impotentis iram.
Boetius, Ibid. At quisquis trepidus pavet, vel optat,
39 Si vis beatus esse, cogita hoc primum, Nectit, qua valeat trahi, catenam.
contemnere et contemni; nondum es felix, si te
Boet, L. I. turba non deriserit. 3: L I, Pros. 5, Boetius.
To a new fate this second life must yield, Thy life's last hour (nor is it far from thee
“Nor grieve, nor murmur, nor indulge despair, Extremes of grief or joy are rarely giv'n, To see the villain cloth’d, and good man bare ; And last as rarely, by the will of Hear'n." To see impiety with pomp enthron'd ;
So spake Philosophy, and upwards flew, (Virtue unsought for, honesty unown'd:) Inspiring confidence as she withdrew. Heav'n's dispensations no man can explore; Here let my just resentments cease to flow, In this, to fathom God, is to be more !
Here let me close my elegies of woe. Meer man but guesses the divine decree;
Rusticiana, fairest of the fair, The most the Stagyrite bimself could see, My present object, and my future care; Was the faint glimm'ring of contingency. Be mindful of my children, and tby vows :Yet deem not rich men happy, nor the poor And ('gainst thy judgment) O defend thy spoust, Unprosp'rous; wait th’ event, and judge no more. My children are my other self to thee:True safety to Heav'n's children must belong: Heav'n you distrust if you lament for me. With God the rich are weak, the poor are strong. Weep not my fate: is man to be deplor'd, Thirrevocable sanction stands prepar'd ; From a dark prison to free air restord? Vice has its curse, and virtue its reward 41. Admir'd by friends, and envy'd by my foes, Conscience, man's centinel, forbids to stray, I die, when glory to the highest rose. Nor shows us the great gulf for Heav'n's high-I've mounted to the summit of a ball; way.
If I go further, I descend, or fall. “To serve the great, and aggrandise our pride, Hail death, thou lenient cordial of relief; We barter honour, and our faith beside :
Preventive of niy shame and of my grief! Mindless of future bliss, and heav'nly fame, Kind Nature crops me in full virtue's bloom , We strip and sell the Christian to the name, Not left to shrink and wither for the tomb. Ambition, like the sea by tempests tost,
Shed not a tear, but vindicate thy pow'r, Still makes new conquests for oid conquests lost : Enrich'd like Egypt's soil without a show'r. Court-favours lie above the common road Fortune, which gave too much, did soon repite, By modesty and humble virtue trod;
There was no solstice in a course like mine. Like trees on precipices, they display
With calmness I my bleeding death behold; Fair fruit, which none can reach but birds of Suns set in crimson-streams to rise in gold. prey.
Farewell, and may Heav'n's bounty beap or “All men from want, as from contagion, fiy;
thee, They weary Earth, and importune the sky; ( As more deserving) what it takes from me ! Gain riches, and yet 'scape not poverty : That peace, which made thy social virtues shine, The once mean soul preserves its earthly part, The peace of conscience, and the peace divine, The beggar's flattry, and the beggar's heart. Be ever, O thou best of women, thine ! “In spite of titles, glory, kindred, pelf,
Forgive, Almighty Pow'r, this worldly part; Lov'st thou an object better than thyself? These last convulsions of an husband's heart : You answer, No.-If that, my son, be true, Give us thy self; and teach our minds to see Then give to God the thanks to God are due. The Saviour and the Paraclete in thee! No man is crown'd the fav'rite of the skies, Till Heav'n his faith by sharp affliction tries : Nor chains, disgrace, nor tyrants can control Th' ability to save th' immortal soul.
RELIGIOUS MELANCHOLY, How oft did Seneca deplore his fate, Debarr'd that recollection which you hate!
AN EMBLEMATICAL ELEGY. How often did Papinian waste his breath T'implore like your's, a pausing time for shall not every one mourn that dwelleth therein? death 10?
Amos, ch. viii, v. 8. “ Place in thy sight Heav'n's confessors re
I did mourn as a dove; mine eyes failed with And suffer with humility of mind : (sign'd,
Isaiah, ch. xxxviii, F. 14. As thy prosperities pass'd swift away, Just so thy grief shall make a transient stay
Fear not thou, my servant, saith the Lord; for
I am with thee. I will not make a full end 40 Cum sera vobis rapiet hoc etium dies,
of thee; but correct thee in measure. Jam vos secunda mors manet.
Jer. cb. xlvi, v. ult. Boetius, L. II, Metr. 7. 41 Si ea quæ paulo ante conclusa sunt, in- existimas, quoniam quæ tunc læta videbantur, convulsa sequantur, ipso de cujus nunc regno abiêrunt: non est quod te miserum putes, qua loquimur, auctore cognosces, semper quidem niam, quæ nunc creduntur mæsta, prætereunt." potentes bonos esse, malos vero abjectos semper
Idem, L II, Pros. 3. & imbecilles; nec sine poena unquam esse vitia,
Raperis, non indigus ævi, pec sine præmio virtutes; bonis felicia, malis
Stat. semper infortunata contingere. Boetius, L. IV, Prosa 1,
45 Pars animæ victura meæ, cui linquere De Consolat. Philosoph.
possem, Qui semina virtù, fama raccoglie.
O Utinam! quo dura mihi rapit Atropos 42 Boet. L. III, Pros. 5.
Stat. Sylvan Quod si idcirco te fortunantum esse non
particular places, where I discover neither boldIris to be hoped the reader will pardon me, if ness nor invention. I owe also to Penton the I take the liberty of prefixing to this elegy a participle meandered; and to Sir W. D'Aveslight advertisement, instead of inserting what
nant the latinism of funeral ilicet. might seem too long for a note in the body of the As to compound epithets, those ambitiosa orpoem.
namenta 3 of modero poetry, Dryden has devisHaving ventured (and I am sure it is licentia ed a few of them, with equal diffidence and suinpta pudenter !,) to introduce three or four caution; but those few are exquisitely beautinew expressions in a volume of near five thou-ful. Mr. Pope seized on them as family dia. sand lines, and one, namely, dew-tinged ray, in monds, and added thereto an equal nuinber, the present elegy, I thought myself obliged to dug from his own mines, and heightened by his make some apology on that subject; since all own polishing. innovations in poets like me, (who can only pre
Compound epithets first came into their great tend to a certain degree of mediocrity) are more vogue about the year 1598. Shakespeare and or less of an affected cast, and rarely to be ex
Ben Jonson both ridiculed the ostentations and cused; inasmuch as we have the vanity to teach immoderate use of them, in their prologuies to others what we do not thoroughly understand Troilus and Cressida and to Every Man in his ourselves.
Humour. By the above-named prologues it also And here permit me to call that language of appears, that bombast grew fashionable about the ours classical Euglish, which is to be found in a same era. Now in both instances an affected taste few chosen writers inclusively from the times of is the same as a false taste. The author of HieroSpencer till the death of Mr. Pope; for false vimo (who as I may venture to assure the reader, refinements, after a langnage has arisen to a was one John Smith*) first led up the dance. Then certain degree of perfection, give reasons to sus
came the bold and self-sufficient translator of Du pect that a language is upon the decline. The Bartass, who broke down all the flood-gates of same circumstances have happened formerly, the true stream of eluquence (which formerly and the event has been almost invariably the preserved the river clear, within due bounds, and
Compare Statius and Claudian with Vir- full to its banks) and, like the rat in the Lowgil and Hèrace: and yet the former was, if one Country dikes, mischievously or wantonly demay so speak, immediate heir at law to the luged the whole land. latter.
Of innovated phrases and words; of words I have known some of my cotemporary poets revived; of compound epithets, &c, I may one (and those not very voluminous writers) who have day or other say more, in a distinct criticism on coined their one or two hundred words a man; Dryden's poetry. It shall therefore only suffice whereas Dryden and Pope devised only about to observe here, that our two great poetical mas. threescore words between them; many of wbich ters" never thought that the interposition of an were compound epithets: but most of the words hyphen, without just grounds and reasons, made which they introduced into our language proved a compound epithet. On the contrary, it was in the event to be vigorous and perennial plants, their opinion, (and to this opinion their practice being chosen and raised from excellent offsets 2. was conformable) that such union should only be - Indet d the former author revived also a great made between two nouns, as patriot-king, ideotnumber of ancient words and expressions; and laugh, &c.—or between an adjective and noun, this he did (beginning at Chaucer) with so much or noun and adjective, vice versa, or an adjecdelicacy of choice, and in a manner so compre- tive and participle; as laughter-loving, cloudhensive, that he left the latter author (who was compelling, rosy-fingered, &c.-As also by an in that point equally judicious and sagacious) adverb used as part of an adjective, as you may very little to do, or next to nothing.
see in the words well-concocted, well-digested, Some few of Dryden's revived words I have &c.—But never by a full real adverb and adjecpresumed to continue; of which take the follow- tive, as inly-pining, sadly-musing, and, to make ing instances; as gridéline, filmont, and car- free with myself, (though I only did it by way of mine, (with reference to colours, and mixtures irony) my expression of simply-marry'd epiof colours;) cymar, eygre, trine, ETPHKA, pa- thets, of which sort of novelties modern poeraclete, panoply, rood, dorp, eglantine, orisons, try chiefly consists. Nor should such comaspirations, &c. I mention this, lest any one pound epithets be looked upon as the poet's should be angry with me, or pleased with me in making; for they owe their existence to the com
positor of the press, and the intervention of an 1 Horat.
hyphen. 2 I must here make one exception. Dryden Much of the same analogy by which Dryden showed some weakness, in anglicising common and Pope guided themselves in the present case, French words, and those not over elegant, when may be seen in the purer Greek and Roman lanat the same time we had synonymous words of guages : but all the hyphens in the world, (supour own growth. Thus, for example, he intro. posing hyphens had been then known) would not duced leveé, coucheé, boutefeu, simagres, fra- have truly joined together the dulce ridentem, or cheur, fougue, &c. Nor was he more lucky in dulce loquentem, of Horace. the Italian falsare:
In a word, some few precautions of the prehis shield
8 Horat. Was falsify'd, and round with jav’lins fill'd.
4 John Smith writ also the Hector of Germany. 5 Joshua Sylvester.
sent kind are not unnecessary: English poetry | Orion added noise to dumb despair, begins to grow capricious, fantastical, and af- | And rent with hurricanes the driving air; fectedly luxuriant; and therefore (as Augustus And last Absinthion S his dire influence sbed said of Haterius, sufflaminari paululùm debet. Full on the heart, and fuller on the head.
Oft have we sought (and fruitless oft) to gain
A short parenthesis 'twixt pain and pain;
But, sick’ning at the cheerfulness of light,
The soul has languish'd for th' approach of night: AN EMBLEMATICAL ELEGY,
Again, immerst in shades, we seem to say, Pains and diseases ; stripes and labour too!! () day-spring 9! gleam thy promise of a day lo “What more could Edom and proud Ashur do?" | On this side death th' unhappy sure are curst, Scourge after scourge, and blows succeeding Who sigh for change, and think the present blows?
worst : Lord, has thy hand no mercy, and our woes Who weep uopity'd, groan without relief; No intermission? Gracious Being, please
“ There is no end nor measure of their grief!" To calın our fears, and give the body ease! The happy have waste twelve-months to bestof; The poor man, and the slave of ev'ry kind, [find: But those can spare all time, who live in toe! 'Midst pains and toils may gleams of comfort
Whose liveliest hours are misery and thrall; But who can bear the sickness of the mind ? Whose food is wormwood, and whose drink is The pow'r of Melancholy mounts the throne,
gall 11. Aud makes the realms of wisdom half her own 2:
Banish their grief, or ease their irksome load; Not David's lyre, with David's voice conjoin'd, Ephraim, at length, was favour'd by his God is. Can drive th' oppressive phantom from the
Ah, what is man, that demi-god on Earth? mind 3?
Proud of his knowledge, glorying in his birth; No more the Sun delights, nor lawns, nor trees;
Profane corrector of th’ Alinighty's laws, The vernal blossoms, or the sumıner's breeze,
Full of th' effect, forgetful of the cause ! No longer Echo makes the dalt's rejoice
Why boast of reason, and yet reason ill ? With sportive sounds, and pictures of a roice 4: Why talk of choice, yet follow erring will ? Th' aerial chcir, which sang so soft and clear, Why vaunt our liberty, and prove the slave Nor grałcs harsh music to the froward ear: Of all ambition wants, or follies crave? The gently murm’ring rills offend from far,
This is the lot of him, suruam'd the wise, And emulate the clangour of a war:
Who lives mistaken, and mistaken dies! Books have no wit, the liveliest wits have none;
The sick less happy, and yet happier live; And hope, the last of ev'ry friend, is gone!
For pains and maladies are God's reprieve : Nor resi nor joy to Virtue's self are giv'n, This respite,'twist the grave and cradle gir'n, Till the discase is rectify'd by Heav'n.
Is th' interpos'd parenthesis of Heav'n! And yet this Iliad of intestine woes (So frajl is man) from seeming nothings rose : Scripture-astronomy these three were all watery A drop of acrid juice, a blast of air,
signs, and emblematical of grief. The fourth Th'obstruction of a tube as fine as hair;
constellation, named Orion, threatened manOr spasm within a labyrinth of threads, kind with hurricanes and tempests. Sandys up. More subtile far than those the spider spreads 5. derstood the passage in the same manner as I
What sullen planet rul'd our hapless birth, do. See his excellent Paraphrase on Job, folio, Averse from joys, and enemy of mirth?
page 49, London 1637. Mention is again made Wat'ry Arcturus in a luckless place
of the Seven Stars, (Pleiades) and of Orion, South'd 6, and portended tears to all our race: Amos, ch. v, v. 8-and Job, ch. ix, v. 9. With bim the weeping Pleiades conjoin,
8 The star of bitterness, called Wormwood, And Mazzaroth made up the mournful trine ? : Rev. ch. viii, v. 10.
9 Job, ch. xxxviii, v. 12. Luke, ch. I, v. 73. 1 The hint of this emblem is taken from our l'Avatona iş infus. This poetical word, dayvenerable and religious puet F. Quarles, L. III, spring, expressing the dawn of morning, has Embl. 4. Mr. Dryden used to say, that Quarles been never adopted by our poets, as far as we exceeded bim in the facility of rhyming.
can recollect. Quarles's book, and the emblematical prints 10 Deut. ch. xxviii, v. 66, 67. therein contained, are chiefly taken from the “ And thy life shall hang in doubt before Pia Desideria of Hugo Hermannus. The en thee, and thou shalt fear day and night, and gravmgs were originally designed by that cele- / shalt have no assurance of thy life. lu the brated artist C. Van Sichem.
morning thou shalt say, Would God it were even! 2 Dan. ch. iv, v. 34.
and at even thou shalt say, Would God it were 31 Sam. ch. xvi, v. 25.
morning! For the fear of thine heart wherewith 4 Agreeably to this, is a lovely piece of ima- thou shalt fear, and for the sight of thine eyes gery in the holy Scriptures.
wherewith thou shalt see." See also Job, ch. ii. “The Earth mourneth and languisbeth; Le- v. 8. banon is ashamed, and hewn down; Sharon is 11 Jerem. ch. xxiii, v. 15. like a wilderuess; Bashan and Carmel shake off 12 lbid. cb. xxxi, v. 20. “ Ephraim is my their fruits.''
Isaiah), ch. xxxiii, v. 9. dear son; -for, since I spake against him, I do s Isaiah, ch. lix, v. 5.
earnestly remember lim still: therefore my • South'd, a received term in astrology, bowels are troubled for him: I will surely have ? Job, ch. xxxviii v. 51, 32. According to mercy upon him, saith the Lord.”
Too often we complain—but flesh is weak; Th’Almighty lent an ear to Hannah's pray'r20, Silence would waste us, and the heart would And bless'd her with each blessing, in an heir : break.
Whilst Hezekiah?', earnest in his cause, Behold yon' rose, the poor despondent cries, Gain'd a suspension of great Nature's laws, (Pain on his brow, and anguish in his eyes) And permanence to time;—for lo! the Sun What healthy verdure paints its juicy shoots, Retrac'd the journey be had lately run.What equal circulation feeds the roots !
But most th' unhappy wretch, aggriev'd in At morning dawn it feels the dew-ting'd ray, Rais'd pity in the Saviour of mankind (mind, But opens all its bosom to the day.
He ask'd for peace ; Heav'n gave him its own No art assists it, and no toil it takes 13,
Demons were dumb, and Legion dispossest. (rest, Slumhers at ev'ning, and with morning wakes!4. Wither'd with palsy'd blasts, the limbs resume,
Why was I born? Or wherefore born a man? Thy strength, o manhood; and, O youth, thy Immense my wish; yet tether'd to a span! Syro-Phenicia's maiden re-enjoy'd [bloom 23! The slave, that groans beneath the toilsome That equal mind, which Satan once destroy'd 24. oar,
And, when the heav'nly Ephphatha % was spoke, “ Obtains the sabbath of a welcome shore:” The deaf-born heard, the dumb-born silence His captive stripes are heal’d; his native soil
broke. Sweetens the memory of foreign toil.
Th'ethereal Auid mov'd, the speech retum'd; “ Alas, my sorrows are not half so blest ;'' No spasms were dreaded, no despondence My labours know no end, my pains po rest!
mourn'd. Tell me, vain-glorious Newtons, if you can, Then rouse, my soul, and bid the world adieu, What heterogeneous mixtures form the man? Its maxims, wisdom, joys and glory too; Pleasure and anguish, ignorance and skill;
The mighty EYPHK A 26 appears in view. Nature and spirit, slav'ry and free will;
Just so, the gen'rous falcon”, long immur'd Weakness and strength; old age and youthful In doleful cell, by osier-bars secur'd, Errour and truth; eternity and time!-(prime ; Laments her fate ; till, flitting swiftly by, What contradictions have for ever ran
Th' aerial prize attracts her eager eye : Betwixt the nether brute and upper man15? Instant she summons all her strength and fire ;
Ah ! what are men, who God's creation scorn? Her aspect kindles fierce with keen desire; The worm their brother 16 ;-brother elder boru! She prunes her tatter'd plumes in conscious Plants live like them, in fairer robes array'd,
[side: Alike they flourish, and alike they fade.
And bounds from perch to perch, and side to The lab’ring steer sleeps less disturb'd at night, Impatient of her jail, and long detain'd, And eats and drinks with keener appetite,- She breaks the bounds her liberty restrain'd : Restrain'd by nature just t' enjoy his fill ; Then, having gain'd the point by Heav'n deUseful, and yet incapable of ill.
sign'd, Say, man, what vain pre-eminence is thine ?
Soars 'midst the clouds, and proves her highEach sense impair’d by gluttony and wine17 :
horn kind. Thou art the beast, except thy soaring mind
When Adam did his Paradise forego, Aspires to pleasures of immortal kind :
He earn'd his hard-bought bread with sweating Else, boasted knowledge, hapless is thy curse,
brow. T'approve the better, and embrace the worse ! Give us the labour, but suppress the woe So Annas owns the miracle, and then
Merit we boast not: but Christ's sacred side (Wilfully blinded) persecutes agen18.
Has pour'd for all its sacramental tide. To minds afflicted ever has been giv'n
No sin, no guile, no blemishes had he; A claim upon the patronage of Heav'n :
A self-made slave to set the captive free! (Whilst the world's idiots ev'ry thought employ
Yet pain and anguish still too far presume; With hopes to live and die without annoy.)
Just are Heav'n's ways, and righteous is ils In the first agonies of heart-struck grief,
doom. Heav'n to our parents typify'd relief.
All chastisement, before we reach the grave,
Are bitter med'cines, kindly meant to save, 13 Matth. ch. vi, v. 28.
Thus let the rhet'ric of our suff’rings move; 1. Concerning the sleep of plants, see an in- The voice of grief is oft the voice of loves! genious Latin treatise lately published in Sweden. 15 Poetical definition of a centaur.
20 1 Kings, ch. i. 16 Job, ch. xvii, v 14.-There is a remarkable
21 2 Kings, ch. XX. passage in the Psalms upon this occasion, where 21 Mark, ch. v, v. 3—9. And also “ the spirit the worm takes place of the monarch: “O praise of the Lord is upon me (saith Christ :) he sent me the Lord, ye mountains and all hills; fruitful to heal the broken-hearted,” &c. Luke, ch. iv. trees and all cedars; beasts and all cattle; worms V. 18. Compare likewise Isaiah, ch. Ixi, v. 1. and feathered fowls; kings of the Earth and all 23 Matth. ch. iv, v. 24, &c. Acts viii, v. 7. people; princes and judges of the world."
24 Mark rii, v, 26. Psalm cxlviii, v. 10, Septuagint Version.
25 Ibid. v. 34. 17 “ If we pamper the flesh too much, we 26 See Dryden's Relig. Laici ; and Prior's Ode nourish an enemy; if we defraud it of lawful sus- entitled, What is Man? ETPHKA signifies tenance, we destroy a good citizen."
finding out the great point desired. St. Gregor. Homil. 27 The hint of this similie is taken from 18 Acts, ch. iv, v. 6,18.
Quarles. 19 Gen. ch. iii, v, 15.
28 “ There is sometimes a certain pleasure in VOL, XVI.