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The second part of Absalom and Achitophel a poem.
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Tate, Nahum, 1652-1715.; Dryden, John, 1631-1700.
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Wing D2350; ESTC R73
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Pretence of Publick Good will hold A new Achitophels be found as bold To urge the needfull Change perhaps the Old He said The Statesman with a Smile replies A smile that did his rising Spleen disguise My thoughts presum'd our labours at an End And are we still with Conscience to contend Whose Want in Kings as needfull is allow'd As 't is for them to find it in the Crowd Far in the doubtfull Passage you are gone And onely can be Safe by pressing on The Crowns true Heir a Prince severe and wise Has view'd your Motions long with Jealous Eyes Your Persons Charms your more prevailing Arts And mark't your Progress in the Peoples Hearts Whose Patience is th' effect of stinted Pow'r But treasures Vengeance for the fatal hour And if remote the Perill He can bring Your Present Danger 's greater from the King Let not a Parent 's name deceive your Sense Nor trust the Father in a Jealous Prince Your trivial Faults if he could so resent To doom you little less than Banishment What rage must your Presumption Since inspire Against his Orders your Return from Tyre Nor onely so but with a Pomp more high And open Court of Popularity The Factious Tribes And this Reproof from Thee The Prince replies O Statesman's winding Skill They first Condemn that first Advis'd the Ill Illustrious Youth return'd Achitophel Misconstrue not the Words that mean you well The Course you steer I worthy Blame conclude But 't is because you leave it Unpersu'd A Monarch's Crown with Fate surrounded lyes Who reach lay hold on Death that miss the Prize Did you for this expose your self to Show And to the Crowd bow popularly low For this your Glorious Progress next ordain With Chariots Horsemen and a numerous Train With Fame before you like the Morning Starr And Shouts of Joy saluting from afarr Oh from the Heights you 've reach't but take a View Scarce leading Lucifer cou'd Fall like You And must I here my Ship-wrackt Arts bemoan Have I for this so oft made Israel groan Your single Interest with the Nation weigh'd And turn'd the Scale where your Desires were laid Ev'n when at Helm a Course so dang'rous mov'd To Land your Hopes as my Removal prov'd I not dispute the Royal youth replyes The known Perfection of your Policies Nor in Achitophel yet grudge or blame The Priviledge that Statesmen ever claim Who private Interest never yet persu'd But still pretended 't was for Others good What Polititian yet e'er scap't his Fate Who saving his own Neck not sav'd the State From hence on ev'ry hum'rous Wind that veer'd With shifted Sayls a sev'ral Course you Steer'd What Form of Sway did David e'er persue That seem'd like Absolute but sprung from You Who at your instance quasht each penal Law That kept dissenting factious Iews in awe And who suspends fixt Laws may abrogate That done form New and so enslave the State Ev'n Property whose Champion now you stand And seem for this the Idol of the Land Did ne'er sustain such Violence before As when your Counsel shut the Royal Store Advice that Ruine to whole Tribes procur'd But secret kept till your own Banks secur'd Recount with this the tripple Cov'nant broke And Israel fitted for a Foreign Yoke Nor here your Counsels fatal Progress staid But sent our levied Pow'rs to Pharaoh's Aid Hence Tyre and Israel low in Ruins laid And Egypt once their Scorn their common Terrour made Ev'n yet of such a Season we can dream When Royal Rights you made your darling Theam For Pow'r unlimited could Reasons draw And place Prerogative above the Law Which on your fall from Office grew Unjust The Laws made King the King a Slave in Trust Whom with State-craft to Int'rest onely True You now Accuse of ills contriv'd by You. To this Hell's Agent Royal Youth fix here Let Int'rest be the Star by which I Steer Hence to repose your Trust in Me was wise Whose Int'rest most in your Advancement lies A Tye so firm as always will avail When Friendship Nature and Religion fail On ours the Safety of the Crowd depends Secure the Crowd and we obtain our Ends Whom I will cause so far our Guilt to share Till they are made our Champions by their Fear What Opposition can your Rival bring While Sanhedrims are Jealous of the King His Strength as yet in David's Friendship lies And what can David's Self without Supplies Who with Exclusive Bills must now Dispence Debarr the Heir or Starve in his Defence Conditions which our Elders ne'er will quit And David's Justice never can admit Or forc't by Wants his Brother to betray To your Ambition next he clears the Way For if Succession once to Nought they bring Their next Advance removes the present King Persisting else his Senates to dissolve In equal Hazzard shall his Reign involve Our Tribes whom Pharaoh's Pow'r so much Alarms Shall rise without their Prince t' oppose his Arms Nor boots it on what Cause at first they Joyn Their Troops once up are Tools for our Design At least such subtle Covenants shall be made Till Peace it self is War in Masquerade Associations of Mysterious Sense Against but seeming for the King's Defence Ev'n on their Courts of Justice Fetters draw And from our Agents Muzzle up their Law By which a Conquest if we fail to make 'T is a drawn Game at worst and we secure our Stake He said and for the dire Success depends On various Sects by common Guilt made Friends Whose Heads though ne'er so diff'ring in their Creed I' th point of Treason yet were well Agreed 'Mongst these Extorting Ishban first appears Persu'd b' a meager Troop of Bankrupt Heirs Blest Times when Ishban He whose Occupation So long has been to Cheat Reformes the Nation Ishban of Conscience suited to his Trade As good a Saint as Usurer e'er made Yet Mammon has not so engrost him quite But Belial lays as large a Claim of Spight Who for those Pardons from his Prince he draws Returns Reproaches and cries up the Cause That Year in which the City he did sway He left Rebellion in a hopefull way Yet his Ambition once was found so bold To offer Talents of Extorted Gold Cou'd David's Wants have So been brib'd to shame And scandalize our Peerage with his Name For which his dear Sedition he 'd forswear And e'en turn Loyal to be made a Peer Next him let Railing Rabsheka have place So full of Zeal He has no need of Grace A Saint that can both Flesh and Spirit use Alike haunt Conventicles and the Stews Of whom the Question difficult appears If most i' th' Preachers or the Bawds Arrears What Caution cou'd appear too much in Him That keeps the Treasure of Ierusalem Let David's Brother but approach the Town Double our Guards He cries We are undone Protesting that He dares not Sleep in 's Bed Lest he shou'd Rise next Morn without his Head Next these a Troop of buisy Spirits press Of little