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Which, if he jumbles to one line of sense, The wise and rich for purse and council brought, Iudict him of a capital offence.
The fools and beggars for their numbers sought: In fire-works give him leave to vent his spite, Who yet not only on the town depends, Those are the only serpents he can write; For ev’n in court the faction had its friends ; The height of his ambition is, we know, These thought the places they possess'd too small, But to be master of a puppet-show;
And in their hearts wish'd court and king to fall: On that one stage bis works may yet appear :
Whose name the Musedisdaining, holds i'th'dark, And a month's harvest keeps him all the year. Thrust in the villain herd without a mark;
Now stop your noses, readers, all and some, With parasites and libel-spawning imps, For here's a turn of midnight-work to come,
Intriguing fops, dull jesters, and worse pimps. Og from a treason-tavern'rolling home.
Disdain the rascal rabble to pursue ; Round as a globe, ani liquor'd ev'ry chink, Their set cabals are vet a viler crew: Goodly and great he sails behind his link; See where involv'd in comnion smoke they sit ; With all this bulk there's nothing lost in Og; Some for our mirth, some for our satire fit • For every inch that is not fool, is rogue : These gloomy, thoughtful, and on mischief bent, A monstrous mass of foul corrupted matter, While for those mere good fellowship frequent As all the devils had spew'd to make the batter. Th' appointed club, can let sedition pass, When wine has given him courage to blaspheme, Sense, no sense, any thing, t'employ the glass ; He curses God, but God before curs'd him ; And who believe in their dull honest hearts, And, if man could have reason, none has more, The rest talk treason but to sho':: their parts ; That made his paunch so rich, and him so poor. Who ne'er had wit or will for mischief yet, With wealth he was not trusted, for Heaven knew But pleas'd to be reputed of a set. What 'twas of old to pamper up a Jew; But, in the sacreil annals of our plot, To what would he on quail and pheasant swell, Industrious Ared never be forgot : That e'en on tripe and carrion could rebel?
'The labors of this midnight magistrate But tho' Heaven made him poor, with rev’rence May vie with Carah's to preserve the state, speaking,
In search of arms he fail'd not to lay hold He never was a poet of God's making; On war's most pow'rful, dangerous weapon,gold. The midwife laid her hand on his thick skull, And last, to take from Jebusites all odds, With this prophetic blessing — “ Be thou dull; Their altars pillag'd, stole their very gods. Drink, swear, and roar; forhear no lewd delight Oft would he cry, when treasure he surprisid, Fit for thy bulk; do any thing but write : "Tis Baalish gold in David's coin disguis'd: Thou art of lasting make, like thoughtless men; Which to his house with richer relics came, A strong najivity – but for the pen!
While lumber idols only fed the Aame: Eat opium, iningle arsenic in thy drink, For our wise rabble ne'er took pains to inquire Still thou may'st live, avoiding pen and ink : What 'twas he burnt, so 't male a rousing fire. I see, I see, 'tis counsel given in vain,
With which our elder was enrich'd no more For treason botch'd in rhyme will be thy bane: Than false Gehazi with the Syrian's store ; Rhyme is the rock on which thou art toʻwreck, So poor, that when our choosing tribes were met, Tis fatal to thy fame and to thy neck : Ev’n for his stinking votes he ran in debt; Why should thy metre good king David blast? For meat the wicked, and, as authors think, A psalm of his will surely be ihy last. The saints he chous'd for his electing drink; Darst thou presume in verse to nieet thy foes, Thus ev'ry shift and subtle method past, Thou whom the penny pamphlet foil'd in prose? And all to be no Zaken at the last. Doeg, whom God for mankind's mirth has made, Now, rais d on Tyre's sad ruins, Pharaoh's O'ertops thy talent in thy very trade :
pride Doeg to thee, thy paintings are so coarse, Soard high, his legions threat’ning far and wide. A poet is, tho' he's the poet's horse.
As when a battering storm engender'd high, A double noose thou on thy neck dost pull By wings upheld, hangs hovering in the sky, For writing treason, and for writing dull: Is gaz'd upon by ev'ry trembling swain ; To die for faction is a cominon evil;
This for his vineyard fears, and that his grain ; But to be hang'd for nonsense is the devil. For blooming plants, and flow'rs new opening, Hladst thou the glories of thy king express'd,
these, Thy praises had been satire at the best ; For lambs vean'd lately, and far-laboring bees : But thou in clumsy verse, unlick’d, unpointed, To guard his stock each to the gods does call, Hast shamefully denied the Lord's anointed : Uncertain where the fire-charg'd clouds will fall. I will not rake the dunghill of thy crimes, Ev'n so the doubtful nations watch his arms, For who would read thy life that reads thyrhymes? With terror each expecting bis alarnis. But of king David's foes be this the doom, Where, Judah, where was now the lion's roar, May all be like the young man Absalom! Thou only could'st the captive lands restore : And for my foes, may this their blessing be, But thou, with inbred broils and faction prest, To talk like Doeg, and to write like thee ! From Egypt need'st a guardian with the rest.
Achitophel each rank, degree, and age, Thy prince from sanhedrims no trust allow'd, For rarious ends neglects 1101 ty tn 15e Too much the representers of the crowd,
Who for their own defence give no supply,
All sacred names of most divine esteem, But what the crown's prerogative musi biry: And to perfection all sustain'd by him ; As if their monarch's right io violate
Wise, just, and constant, courtly without artig More needful were, than to preserve the state ! Swift to discern and to reward desert ; From present dangers they divert their care, No hour of his in fruitless case destroy'd, And all their fears are of the royal heir ; But on the noblest subjects still employ'd: Whom now the reigning inalice of his foes, Whose steady soul ne'er learnt to separate Unjudy'd would sentence andere crown'd depose, Between his monarch's int'rest and the state ; Religion the pretence, but their decrec But heaps those blessings on the royal head, To bar his reign, whate'er his faith may be !
Which he well knows must be on subjects shed. By sanhedrinis and clan'rous crowds thus prest, On what pretence could then the vulgar rage What passions rent the righteous David's breast! Against his worth and native rights engage ? Who knows not how t'oppose or to comply,
Religious fears their arguments are made, Unjust to grant, and dang rous to deny ! Religious fears liis sacred rights invade! How near in this dark juncture Israel's fate, Of future superstition they complain, Whose peace one sole expedient could create, And Jebusitic worship in his reig: Which yet th’extreinest virtue did require, With such alarms his foes the crowd deceive, Ev'nofthat prince whose downfall they couspire! With dangers fright which not theinselvesbeliere
. His absence David does with tears advise Since nothing can our sacred rights remove, T'appease their rage: undaunted he complies. Whate'er the faith of the successor prove : Thus he who, prodigal of blood and ease,
Our Jews their ark shall uudisturb'd retain, A royal life expos'd to winds and seas,
At Icast while their religion is their gain ; At once contending with the waves and fire, Who know, by old experience, Baal's commando And heading danger in the wars of Tyre, Notonly claim'd their cooscience, but their lands; Inglorious now forsakes his native sand, Theygrudg'dGod's tithes,how therefore shall they And, like an exile, quits the promis'd land ! An idol full possession of the field?
[vicla Our monarch scarce from pressing tears refrains, Grant such a prince enthrond, we must confess And painfully his royal state maintains ; The people's sufferings than that monarch's less Who now embracing on the extremest shore Who must to hard conditions suill be bound, Almost revokes what he enjoin'd before : And for his quiet with the crowd compound; Concludes at last more trust to be allow'd Or, should his thoughts to tyranny incline, To storms and seas than to the raging crowd ! Where are the means to compass the design!
Forbear, rash Muse, the parting suene to draw, Our crown's revenues are too short a store, With silence charm'd as deep as theirs that saw! And jealous sanhedrims would għe no more. · Not only our attending nobles weep,
As vain our fears of Egypt's potent aid, But hardly sailors swell with tears the deep! Not so has Pharaoh learnt ambition's trade; The tide restrain’d her course, and more amaz’d Nor ever with such measures can comply, The twin-stars on the royal brothers gaz'd: As shock the con non rules of policy ; While this sole fear
Vone dread like him the growth of Israel's king, Does trruble to our suffering hero bring, And he alone sufficient aids can bring; Lest next the popular rage oppress the king! Who knows that prince to Egypt can give law; Thus parting, cach for th'other's danger griev'd, That on our stubborn tribes his yoke could drar, The shore the king, and seas the prince receiv'd. At such profound cxpence he has not stuod, Go, injur'd hero, while propitious gales, Nordyed for this his hands so deep in blood; (takica Soft as thy consort's breath, inspire thy sails ; Would ne'er thro' wrong and right his progress Well may she trust her beauties on a food, Grudye his own rest, and keep the world awake, Where thy triumphant fleets so oft have rode! To fix a lawless prince on Juda's throne, Safe on thy breast reclin'd her rest be deep, First to invade our rights, and then his own : Rock'd like a Nereid by waves asleep; . His dear-gain’d conquests cheaply to despoil, While happiest dreams her fancy entertain, And
reap The harvests of his crimes and toil. And to Elysian fields convert the main! We grant his wealth vast as our ocean's sand, Go, injur'd hero, while the shores of Tyre And curse its fatal influence on our land, At thy approach so silent shall admire, Which our brib'd Jew's so num’rvusly
, partake, Whoon thy thunder still their thoughts employ, That ev’n an host his pensioners would make; And greet ihy landing with a trembling joy. Froin these deceivers our divisions spring,
On heroes thus the prophet's fate is thrown, Our weakness, and the growth of Egypt's king; Admir'd by ev'ry nation but their own; These, with pretended friendship to the state, Yet while our factious Jews his worth deny, Our crowds suspicion of their prince create; Their aching conscience gives their tongue the both pleas'd and frightend with the specious cry, lie.
To guard their sacred rights and property ; Ev'n in the worst of men the noblest parts To ruin thus the chosen flock are sold, Confess him, and he triumphs in their hearts, While wolves are ta'en for guardians of the fold; Who to his king the best respects commend Seduc'd by these we groundlessly complain, Of subject, soldier, kinsman, prince, and friend. And loath the manna of a gentle reigo:
Thus our forefathers' crooked paths are trod ; Are princes thus distinguish'd from the crowd,
Henceforth unbiass'd measures let them draw
Then Justice wake, and Rigor take her time, Compos'd and heal'd the place of his abode ;
Him still thi' oflicious hypocrites molest, A prince so form’d with earthi's and heaven And with malicious duiy break his rest.
applause While real transports ibus his friends employ, To triumph o'er crown'dl heads in David's cause: And foes are loud in their dissembled joy, Or, grani him victor, still his hopes must fail, His triumphs, so resooniled far and near, Who conquering would not for himself prevail; Miss'd not his young ambitious rival's ear;
The faction whom he trusis for future sway, And as when joyful hunter's clam'rous train Aim and the public would alike betray; Some slumb’ring lion wakes in Moab's plain, Amongst themselves divide the captive state, Who oft had forc'd the bold assailants yield, And found their hydra empire in his fate! And scatter'd his pursuers through the nield, Thus having beat ihe clouds with painful Highi, Disdaining, furls his main and tears the ground, The pitied youth, with sceptres in his sighi, His eyes intiaming all the desert round, So have their cruel poluies decreed, With roar of seas directs his chasers' way, Must, by that crew that made bim guilty bleed ! Provokes from far, and dares them to the fray : For could their pride brook any prince's sway, Such rage storm'd now in Absalom's fair breast, Whom but mild David would they choos t'obey? Such indignation his fir'd eyes confess'd ;
Who once at such a gentle reign repine, Where now was the instructor of his pride?
The fall of inonarchy itself design ; Slept the old pilot in so rough a tide? From hate to that their reformations spring, Whose wiles had from the happy shore betray'd, And David not the grievance, but the king. And thuson shelves the credulous youthconvey’d. Seis'd now with panic fear the faction lies, In deep revolving thought he weighs bis staie, Lest this clear truth strike Absalom's charm & Secure of craft, nor doubts to baffle fate ;
cyes, At least, if his storin'd bark should go adrift, Lest he perceive, from long enchantment free, To baulk his charye, and for himself to shift,
What all beside the flatter'd youth must see. In which his dexi'rous wit had oft been shown, But whate'er doubts his troubled bosom swell, And in the wreck of kingioms sav'd his own. Fair carriage suill became Achitophel; But now, with more than common danger prest, Who now an envious festival installs, Of various resolutions stands possesi,
And to survey their strength the faction calls, Perceives the crowd's unstable zeal decay,
Which fraud, religious worship too must gild; Lest their recanting chief the cause betray: But oh how weakly does sedition build! Who on a father's grace his hopes may ground, For, lo! the royal mandate issues forth, And for his pardon with their heads compound. Dashing at once their treason, zeal, and mirth! Him therefore, ere his fortune slip her time,
So have I seen disastrous chance invade, The statesman plots t'engage in some boldcrime. Where careful emmets had their forage laid, Past pardon, whether to attempt his bed,
Whether fierce Vulcan's rage the furzy plain Or threat with open arms the royal head,
Had seis d, engender'd by some careless swain ; Or other daring inethod, and unjust, Or swelling Neptune lawless inroads nade, That may confirm him in the people's trust. And w their cell of store his Houd conteyd; But failing thus t'ensnare hiin, nor secure
The commonwealth broke up, distracted go), How long his foild ambition may endure,
And in wild haste their loaded inates o'ertlirow: Plots next to lay him by, as past his date, Ex'n so our scatter'd mates confus’dly ineet, And try some new pretender's luckier fate; With boil'd, bake, roast, all justling in the street; Whose hopes with equal toil he would purste, Dejecting all, and refully dismay'd, Nor cares whatclaimer'scrown'd except the true. For shekel without treat or treason paid. Wake, Absalom, approaching ruin shun,
Sedition's dark eclipse now fainter shows, Au see, oh see, for whom thou art undone!
More bright cach hour the royal planet grows, Ilow are thy honors and thy faine betray'd, Of force the clouds of envy to disperse, The property of desperate villain's made! In kind conjunction of assisting stars. Lost pow'r and conscious fear their crimes create, Here, labı’ring Muse, those glorious chiefs relate, And guilt in thein was little less than fate : That turn'd the doubtful scale of David's fate; But why should'st thou, from ev'ry grievance The rest of that illustrious band rehearse, free,
Immortaliz'd in laureld Asaph's verse: Forsake thy vineyards for their stormy sea ?
Hard task! yet will not I thy flight recall; For thee did Canaan's milk and honey flow; View heaven, and then enjoy thy glorious fall. Love dressid thy bow'rs, and laurels sought thy First write Bezaliel, n hose illustrious name brow;
Forestals our praise, and gives his poet faine. Preferment, wealth, and pow'r, thy vassals were, The Kenites' rocky province his cominand, And of a monarch all things but the care. A barren limb of fertile Canaan's land ; Oh should our crimes again thatcursedraw down, Which for its generous natives yet could be And rebel-arms once inore attempt the crown, Held worthy such a president as he! Sure ruin waits unhappy Absalom,
Bezaliel with such grace and virtue fraught, Alike by conquest or defeat undone ; Serene his looks, serene his life and thought; Who could relentless sec such youth and charms On whom so largely nature heap?d her store, Expire with wretched fare in impious arms ? There scarce remain't los arts to give him more!
To aid the crown and state his greatest zeal,
Our list of nobles next let Amri grace, His second care that service to conceal : , Whose merits claim'd the Abethdin's high place; Of dues observant, firm to ev'ry trust,
Who, with a loyalty that did excel, And to the needy always more than just : Brought all th' endowments of Achitophel. Who truth from specious falsehood can divide, Sincere was Amri, and not only knew, Has all the gownsmen's skill without their pride; But Israel's sanctions into practice drew; Thus crowud with worth from heights of ho- Our laws, that did a boundless occan scem, nor won,
Wero coasted all, and fathom'd all by him. Se all his glories copied in his son,
No rabbin speaks like him their inystic sense, Whose forward fame should ev'ry Vluse engage, Sojust, and with such charms of eloquence : Whose youth boasts skill denied to others age. To whom the double blessing does belong, Men, inanners, language, books of noblest kind, With Moses' inspiration, Aaron's tongue. Already are the conquest of his inind;
Than Shiera none more loyal zeal have shown, Whosé loyalty before its date was prime, Wakeful as Judah's lion for the crown, Nor waited the dull course of rolling time: Who for that cause still combats in his age, The monster Fac ion early he dismay'ul, For which his youth with danger did engage. And Davni's cause long since confess'd his aid. In vain our factious priests the cant revive; Brave Abcael v'er the prophet's school was In vain seditions scribes with libel strive placid;
T'inflame the crowd; while he with watchfuleye Abdael with all his father's virtue grac'd ; Observes, and shoots their treasons as they fly; A hero, who, while stars look'd wond'ring down, Their weekly frands his keen replics detect; Without one Ilebrew's blood restor'd the crown.lle undeceives more fast than thier infect. That praise was his ; what therefore did remain So Moses, when the pest on legions prey'd!, For following chiefs, but boldly to maintain Advanc'd his signal, and the plague was stay'ıl. That crown restor’d? and in this rank of fame, Once more, iny fainting. Vise,thy pinions try; Brave Abdael with the first a place must claiin. And strength's exhausted store let love supply: Proceed, illustrious, happy chief! proceerd, What tribute, Asaph, shall we render thee? Foreseise the garlands for thy brow decreed, We'll crown thee with a wreath from thy own While th' inspir'd tribe attend with noblest strain Thy laurel grove no envy's flaslı can blast: (tree! To register the glories thou shalt gain : The song of Asaph shall for ever last, For sure the dew shall Gilboah's hills forsake, With wonder late posterity shall dwell And Jordan mix his stream with Sodom's lake; On Absalom and false Achitophel : Or seas retir'd :heir secret stores disclose, Thystrain shall beourslumb'ringprophet'sdream, And to the sun their scaly brood expose ;
And when our Sion virgins sing their theme, Or swellid above the cliffs their billows raise, Our jubilees shall with ihy verse be grac'd; Before the Muses leave their patron's praise. The song of Asaph shall för ever last. (tame! Eliab our next labor does invite,
How fierce his satire loos'd ! restrain'd, how And hard the task to do Eliab right:
How tender of th’offending young man's fame! Long with the royal wanderer he rov'd, How well his worth and brave adventures styld! And firun in all the turns of fortune prov'd! Just to his virtues, to his error mild. Such antient service, and desert so large,
page of thine, that fears the strictest view, Well claiın'd the royal household for his charge; Bat teems with just reproof, or praise as true. His age with only one mild heiress blest, Not Eden could a fairer prospect yield; In all the bloom of smiling nature drest, All paradise without one barreu field : And blest again to see his How'r allied Whose wit the censure of his foes has past, To David's stock,and made young Othniel's bride! The song of Asaph shall for ever last. The bright restorer of his father's youth, What praise for such rich strains shall we allow? Devoted to a son's and subject's truth: What just rewards the grateful crown bestow? Resolv'd to bear that prize of beauty home, While becs in Aow'rs rejoice, and flow'rs in dew,
bravely sought, while sought by Absalom. While stars and fountains to their course are true; Ah prince! th' illustrious planet of thy birth, While Judah's throne and Sion's rock stand fast, And iby more pow'rful virtue, guard thy worth! The song of Asaph and the fame shall last. That no Achitophel thy ruin boast !
Suill Hebron's honor'd happy soil retains
Een envy must consent to Helon's worth, Who now sails off with winds nor wishes slack,
Norlot Gath's danghiers triumph in cur wor!