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A36627 The hind and the panther a poem, in three parts. Dryden, John, 1631-1700. 1687 (1687) Wing D2281; ESTC R179 43,423 154

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can contain the Press For Birds of ev'ry feather fill th' abode Ev'n Atheists out of envy own a God And reeking from the Stews Adult'rers come Like Goths and Vandals to demolish Rome That Conscience which to all their Crimes was mute Now calls aloud and cryes to Persecute No rigour of the Laws to be releas'd And much the less because it was their Lords request They thought it great their Sov'rain to controul And nam'd their Pride Nobility of Soul. 'T is true the Pigeons and their Prince Elect Were short of Pow'r their purpose to effect But with their Quills did all the hurt they cou'd And cuff'd the tender Chickens from their food And much the Buzzard in their Cause did stir Tho' naming not the Patron to infer With all respect He was a gross Idolater But when th' Imperial owner did espy That thus they turn'd his Grace to villany Not suff'ring wrath to discompose his mind He strove a temper for th' extreams to find So to be just as he might still be kind Then all Maturely weigh'd pronounc'd a Doom Of Sacred Strength for ev'ry Age to come By this the Doves their Wealth and State possess No Rights infring'd but licens'd to oppress Such Pow'r have they as Factious Lawyers long To Crowns ascrib'd that Kings can do no wrong But since His own Domestick Birds have try'd The dire Effects of their destructive Pride He deems that Proof a Measure to the rest Concluding well within his Kingly Breast His Fowl of Nature too unjustly were opprest He therefore makes all Birds of ev'ry Sect Free of his Farm with promise to respect Their sev'ral Kinds alike and equally protect His Gracious Edict the same Franchise yields To all the wild Encrease of Woods and Fields And who in Rocks aloof and who in Steeples builds To Crows the like Impartial Grace affords And Choughs and Daws and such Republick Birds Secur'd with ample Priviledge to feed Each has his District and his Bounds decreed Combin'd in common Int'rest with his own But not to pass the Pigeons Rubicon Here ends the Reign of this pretended Dove All Prophecies accomplish'd from above For Shiloh comes the Scepter to Remove Reduc'd from Her Imperial High Abode Like Dyonysius to a private Rod The Passive Church that with pretended Grace Did Her distinctive Mark in Duty place Now Touch'd Reviles Her Maker to his Face What after happen'd is not hard to guess The small Beginnings had a large Encrease And Arts and Wealth succeed the secret spoils of Peace 'T is said the Doves repented tho' too late Become the Smiths of their own Foolish Fate Nor did their Owner hasten their ill hour But sunk in Credit they decreas'd in Pow'r Like Snows in warmth that mildly pass away Dissolving in the Silence of Decay The Buzzard not content with equal place Invites the feather'd Nimrods of his Race To hide the thinness of their Flock from Sight And all together make a seeming goodly Flight But each have sep'rate Int'rests of their own Two Czars are one too many for a Throne Nor can th' Usurper long abstain from Food Already he has tasted Pigeons Blood And may be tempted to his former fare When this Indulgent Lord shall late to Heav'n repair Bare benting times and moulting Months may come When lagging late they cannot reach their home Or Rent in Schism for so their Fate decrees Like the Tumultuous Colledge of the Bees They fight their Quarrel by themselves opprest The Tyrant smiles below and waits the falling feast Thus did the gentle Hind her fable end Nor would the Panther blame it nor commend But with affected Yawnings at the close Seem'd to require her natural repose For now the streaky light began to peep And setting stars admonish'd both to sleep The Dame withdrew and wishing to her Guest The peace of Heav'n betook her self to rest Ten thousand Angels on her slumbers waite With glorious Visions of her future state Errata PAge 84. Line 5. for easie read yielding p. 105. l. 15. for offsprings r. offrings p. 114. l. 17. for no dangers from r. no dangers to p. 129. l. 5. for Modi'um r. Modicum p. 130. l. 12. for restless r. restiff ibid. l. 17. for undrest r. undress p. 142. l. 4. for but licens'd r. but licence PAge 129. Line 5. for Modi'um read Modicum p. 130. l. 12. for restless r. restiff ibid. l. 17. for undrest r. undress p. 142. l. 4. for but licens'd r. but licence Books printed for Iacob Tonson at the Iudges Head in Chancery-Lane near Fleet-street MIscellany Poems in two parts Containing a new Translation of Virgil's Eclogues Ovid's Love Elegies several parts of Virgil Lucretius Horace and Theocritus with several Original Poems By the most Eminent hands Published by Mr. Dryden Ovid's Epistles Englished by the Earl of Mulgrave Sr. Ca. Scrope Mr. Dryden and several other hands Poems upon several occasions with a Voyage to the Island of Love. By Mrs. Behn The Works of Horace Translated into English by Mr. Creech Absalom and Achitophel A Poem in two parts The Medal Or a Satyr upon Sedition Thraenodia Augustalis A Pindarick Poem Sacred to the Happy Memory of King Charles the Second By Mr. Dryden Seneca's Troas A Tragedy Translated from the Latin by I. T. Vid. Pres. to Heyl. Hist. of Presb. * The Wolfe Marks of the Catholick Church from the Nicene Creed The renunciation of the Benedictines to the Abby Lands 〈◊〉 loquitur * Otherwise call'd Martlets
explain what your forefathers meant By real presence in the sacrament After long fencing push'd against a wall Your salvo comes that he 's not there at all There chang'd your faith and what may change may fall Who can believe what varies every day Nor ever was nor will be at a stay Tortures may force the tongue untruths to tell And I ne'er own'd my self infallible Reply'd the Panther grant such Presence were Yet in your sense I never own'd it there A real vertue we by faith receive And that we in the sacrament believe Then said the Hind as you the matter state Not onely Iesuits can equivocate For real as you now the word expound From solid substance dwindles to a sound Methinks an Aesop's fable you repeat You know who took the shadow for the meat Your churches substance thus you change at will And yet retain your former figure still I freely grant you spoke to save your life For then you lay beneath the butchers ' knife Long time you fought redoubl'd batt'ry bore But after all against your self you swore Your former self for ev'ry hour your form Is chop'd and chang'd like winds before a storm Thus fear and int'rest will prevail with some For all have not the gift of martyrdome The Panther grin'd at this and thus reply'd That men may err was never yet deny'd But if that common principle be true The Cannon Dame is level'd full at you But shunning long disputes I fain wou'd see That wond'rous wight infallibility Is he from heav'n this mighty champion come Or lodg'd below in subterranean Rome First seat him somewhere and derive his race Or else conclude that nothing has no place Suppose though I disown it said the Hind The certain mansion were not yet assign'd The doubtfull residence no proof can bring Against the plain existence of the thing Because Philosophers may disagree If sight b'emission or reception be Shall it be thence inferr'd I do not see But you require an answer positive Which yet when I demand you dare not give For fallacies in Universals live I then affirm that this unfailing guide In Pope and gen'ral councils must reside Both lawfull both combin'd what one decrees By numerous votes the other ratifies On this undoubted sense the church relies 'T is true some Doctours in a scantier space I mean in each apart contract the place Some who to greater length extend the line The churches after acceptation join This last circumference appears too wide The church diffus'd is by the council ty'd As members by their representatives Oblig'd to laws which Prince and Senate gives Thus some contract and some enlarge the space In Pope and council who denies the place Assisted from above with God's unfailing grace Those Canons all the needfull points contain Their sense so obvious and their words so plain That no disputes about the doubtfull Text Have hitherto the lab'ring world perplex'd If any shou'd in after times appear New Councils must be call'd to make the meaning clear Because in them the pow'r supreme resides And all the promises are to the guides This may be taught with sound and safe defence But mark how sandy is your own pretence Who setting Councils Pope and Church aside Are ev'ry man his own presuming guide The sacred books you say are full and plain And ev'ry needfull point of truth contain All who can read Interpreters may be Thus though your sev'ral churches disagree Yet ev'ry Saint has to himself alone The secret of this Philosophick stone These principles your jarring sects unite When diff'ring Doctours and disciples fight Though Luther Zuinglius Calvin holy chiefs Have made a battel Royal of beliefs Or like wild horses sev'ral ways have whirl'd The tortur'd Text about the christian World Each Iehu lashing on with furious force That Turk or Iew cou'd not have us'd it worse No matter what dissention leaders make Where ev'ry private man may save a stake Rul'd by the Scripture and his own advice Each has a blind by-path to Paradise Where driving in a circle flow or fast Opposing sects are sure to meet at last A wondrous charity you have in store For all reform'd to pass the narrow door So much that Mahomet had scarcely more For he kind Prophet was for damning none But Christ and Moyses were to save their own Himself was to secure his chosen race Though reason good for Turks to take the place And he allow'd to be the better man In virtue of his holier Alcoran True said the Panther I shall ne'er deny My breth'ren may be sav'd as well as I Though Huguenots contemn our ordination Succession ministerial vocation And Luther more mistaking what he read Misjoins the sacred Body with the Bread Yet Lady still remember I maintain The Word in needfull points is onely plain Needless or needfull I not now contend For still you have a loop-hole for a friend Rejoyn'd the Matron but the rule you lay Has led whole flocks and leads them still astray In weighty points and full damnation's way For did not Arius first Socinus now The Son 's eternal god-head disavow And did not these by Gospel Texts alone Condemn our doctrine and maintain their own Have not all hereticks the same pretence To plead the Scriptures in their own defence How did the Nicene council then decide That strong debate was it by Scripture try'd No sure to those the Rebel would not yield Squadrons of Texts he marshal'd in the field That was but civil war an equal set Where Piles with piles and eagles Eagles met With Texts point-blank and plain he fac'd the Foe And did not Sathan tempt our Saviour so The good old Bishops took a simpler way Each ask'd but what he heard his Father say Or how he was instructed in his youth And by traditions force upheld the truth The Panther smil'd at this and when said she Were those first Councils disallow'd by me Or where did I at sure tradition strike Provided still it were Apostolick Friend said the Hind you quit your former ground Where all your Faith you did on Scripture found Now 't is tradition join'd with holy writ But thus your memory betrays your wit. No said the Panther for in that I view When your tradition's forg'd and when 't is true I set 'em by the rule and as they square Or deviate from undoubted doctrine there This Oral fiction that old Faith declare Hind The Council steer'd it seems a diff'rent course They try'd the Scripture by tradition's force But you tradition by the Scripture try Pursu'd by Sects from this to that you fly Nor dare on one foundation to rely The word is then depos'd and in this view You rule the Scripture not the Scripture you Thus said the Dame and smiling thus pursu'd I see tradition then is disallow'd When not evinc'd by Scripture to be true And Scripture as interpreted by you But here you tread upon unfaithfull ground Unless you cou'd infallibly expound Which