Together 't was not at their feebler call 'T was at the Star he wak'd the Star but nam'd Flasht in his Eyes and his rowz'd Soul enflam'd A Star whose Influence had more powerful Light Then that Miraculous Wanderer of the Night Decreed to guide the Eastern Sages way Their 's to adore a God his to betray Here the new Convert more than half inspir'd Strait to his Closet and his Books retir'd There for all needful Arts in this extreme For knotty Sophistry t' a limber Theme Long brooding ere the Mass to Shape was brought And after many a tugging heaving Thought Together a well-orderd Speech he draws With ponderous Sounds for his much-labour'd Cause Then the astonisht Sanedrim he storm'd And with such doughty strength the Tug perform'd Fate did the Work with so much Conquest bless Wondrous the Champion Glorious the Success So powerful Eloquence so strong was Wit And with such Force the easie Wind-falls hit But the entirest Hearts his Cause could steal Were the Levitick Chiefs of Israel None with more Rage the Impious Thought run down Of barring Absolon Pow'r Wishes Crown With so much vehemence such fiery Zeal Oh poor unhappy Church of Israel Thou feelst the Fate of the Arch-angels Wars The Dragons Tayl sweeps down thy Falling Stars Nay the black Vote 'gainst Absolon appear'd So monstrous that they damn'd it ere 't was heard For Prelates ne'r in Sanedrims debate They argue in the Church but not i' th' State And when their Thoughts aslant towards Heav'n they turn They weigh each Grain of Incense that they burn But t'Heavens Vice-gerents Soul Sense Reason all Or right or wrong like Hecatombs must fall And when State-business calls their Thoughts below Then like their own Church-Organ-Pipes they go Not Davids Lyre could more his Touch obey For as their Princes breathe and strike they play 'Gainst Royal Will they never can dispute But by a strange Tarantula strook mute Dance to no other Tune but Absolute All Acts of Supreme Power they still admire 'T is Sacred though to set the World on Fire Though Church-Infallibility they explode As making Humane knowledge equal God Infallible in a new name goes down Not in the Mitre lodged but in the Crown 'T is true blest Deborahs Laws they could forget But want of Memory commends their Wit Where 't was enacted Treason not to own Hers and her Sanedrins right to place the Crown But her weak Heads o th' Church mistaken fools Wanted the Light of their sublimer Schools For Divine Right could no such Forces bring But Wisdom now expands her wider Wing And Streams are ever deeper than the Spring Besides they 've sense of Honour and who knows How far the Gratitude of Priest-craft goes And what if now like old Elisha fed To praise the Sooty Bird that brought 'em Bread In pure acknowledgment though in despight Of their own sense they paint the Raven White Achitophel charm'd with kind Fortunes Smiles Flusht with Success now glows for bolder Toyls Great Wits perverted greatest Mischiefs hold As poysonous Vapors spring from Mines of Gold And proud to see himself with Triumph blest Thus to great Absolom himself addrest Illustrious Terrour of the World all hayle For ever like your Conquering Self prevaile In spight of Malice in full Luster shine Be your each Action Word and Look Divine Nay though our Altars you 've so long forborne To your derided Foes Defeat and Scorne For your Renown we have those Trumpets found Shall ev'n this Deed your highest Glory sound That spight of the ill-judging Worlds mistake Your Soul still owns those Temples you forsake Onely by all-commanding Honour driven This self-denial you have made with Heav'n Quitting our Altars cause the Insolence Of prophane Sanedrims has driven you thence A Prince his Faith to such low Slaves reveal 'T was Treason though to God to bid You kneel And what though senseless barking Murmurers scold And with a Rage too blasphemously bold Say Israels Crown 's for Esau's Pottage sold. Let 'em rayl on and to strike Envy dumb May the Slaves live till that great Day shall come When their husht Rage shall your keen Vengeance fly And silenc'd with your Royal Thunder dye Nay to outsoar your weak Fore-fathers Wings And to be all that Nature first meant Kings Damn'd be the Law that Majesty confines But doubly damn'd accursed Sanedrins Invented onelyâ—to eclipse a Crown Oh throw that dull Mosaick Land-mark down The making Sanedrims a part of Pow'r Nurst but those Vipers which its Sire devour Lodg'd in the Pallace tow'rds the Throne they press For Pow'rs Enjoyment does its Lust increase Allegiance onely is in Chains held fast Make Men ne're thirst is ne're to let 'em tast Then Royal Sir be Sanedrims no more Lop off that rank Luxurious Branch of pow'r Those hungry Scions from the Cedar root That its Imperial Head towards Heav'n may shoot When Lordly Sanedrims with Kings give Law And thus in yokes like Mules together draw From Iudahs Arms the Royal Lyon raze And Issachars dull Ass supply the place If Kings o're common Mankind have this odds Are Gods Vicegerents let 'em act like Gods As Man is Heav'ns own clay which it may mould For Honour or Dishonour uncontrould And Monarchy is mov'd by Heav'nly Springs Why is not Humane Fate i' th' Breath of Kings Then Sir from Heav'n your great Example take And be th' unbounded Lord a King should make Resume what bold Invading Slaves engrost And onely Pow'rs Effeminacy lost To this kind Absolom but little spoke Onely return'd a Nod and gracious Look For though recorded Fame with pride has told Of his great Actings Wonders manifold And his great Thinkings most Diviners guess Yet his great Speakings no Records express All things thus safe and now for one last blow To give his Foes a total Overthrow A Blow not in Hells Legends match'd before The remov'd Plot 's laid at the Enemies door The old Plot forg'd against the Saints of Baal Cheat Perjury and Subornation all Whilst with a more damn'd Treason of their own Like working Moles they 're digging round the Throne Baal Baal the cry and Absolom the Name But Davids glory Life and Crown the Aim Nay if but a Petition peep abroad Though for the Glory both of Church and God And to preserve even their yet unborn Heirs There 's Blood and Treason in their very Prayers This unexampled Impudence upheld The Governments best Friends the Crowns best Sheild The Great and Brave with equal Treason brands Faith Honour and Allegiance strongest Bands All broken like the Cords of Sampson fall Whilst th' universal Leprosie taints all These poysonous shafts with greater spleen they draw Than the Outragious Wife of Potypha So the chast Ioseph unseduc'd to her Adult'ries was pronounc'd a Ravasher This hellish Ethnick Plot the Court alarms The Traytors seventy thousand strong in Arms Near Endor Town lay ready at a Call And garrison'd in Airy Castles all These Warriours on a fort of Coursers
Infants Smiles No prey so small but dies Alas the hard-mouth'd Blood-hound Zeal bites through Religion hunts and hungry Jaws pursue To what strange Rage is Superstition driven That Man can outdo Hell to fight for Heav'n So Rebel Geshur fought so drown'd in gore Even Mother Earth blusht at the Sons she bore And still asham'd of her old staining Brand Her Head shrinks down and Quagmires half their Land Yet not this blow Baals Empire could enlarge For Israel still was Heav'ns peculiar charge Unshaken still in all this Scene of Blood Truths Temple firm on Golden Columns stood Whilst Sauls Revenging Arm proud Geshur scourg'd From their rank soyl their Hydra's poyson purg'd Yet does not here their vanquish'd spleen give o're But as untir'd and restless as before Still through whole waiting Ages they outdo At once the Chimists pains and patience too Who though he sees his bursting Limbecks crack And at one blast one fatal Minutes wrack The forward Hopes of sweating years expire With sad yet painful hand new lights his Fire Pale lean and wan does Health Wealth all consume Yet for the great Elixir still to come Toyls and hopes on No less their Plottings cease So hope so toyl the foes of Israels peace When lo a long expected day appears Sought for above a hundred rowling years A day i' th' register of Doom set down Presents 'em with an Heir of Israels Crown Here their vast hopes of the rich Israels spoils Requites the pains of their long Ages Toyls Baals Banners now i' th' face of day shall march With Heav'ns bright Roof for his Triumphal Arch. His lurking Missioners shall now no more From Forreign Schools in borrow'd shapes come o're Convert by Moon-light and their Mystick Rites Preach to 〈◊〉 Female half-Soul'd Proselytes An all-commanding Dragon now shall soar Where the poor Serpents onely crawl'd before Baals Restoration that most blest Design Now the great work of Majesty shall shine Made by his consecrating hand Divine He shall new plant their Groves with each blest Tree A graft of an Imperial Nursery In the kind Air of this new Eden blest Percht on each bough and Palaces their nest No more by frighting Laws forc'd t' obscure flight And gloomy walks like obscene Birds of Night Their warbling Notes like Philomel shall sing And like the Bird of Paradise their wing Thus Israels Heir their ravisht Souls all fired For all things to their ardent hopes conspired His very youth a Bigot Mother bred And tainted even the Milk on which he fed Him onely of her Sons design'd for Baals Great Champion 'gainst Ierusalems proud Walls Him dipt in Stygian Lake by timely craft Invulnerable made against Truths pointed shaft But to confirm his early poyson'd Faith 'T was in the cursed Forreign Tents of Gath 'T was there that he was lost There Absolon By Davids fatal Banishment undone Saw their false Gods till in their Fires he burn'd Truths Manna for Egyptian Fleshpots scorn'd Not David so for he Faiths Champion Lord Their Altars loath'd and prophane Rites abhorr'd Whilst his firm Soul on wings of Cherubs rod And tun'd his Lyre to nought but Abrahams God Thus the gay Israel her long Tears quite dry'd Her restor'd David met in all her Pride Three Brothers saw by Miracle brought back Like Noahs Sons sav'd from the worlds great wrack An unbelieving Ham graced on each hand 'Twixt God-like Shem and pious Iaphet stand 'T is true when David all his storms blown o're Wafted by Prodigies to Iordans shore So swift a Revolution yet so calm Had cur'd an Ages wounds with one days Balm Here the returning Absolon his vows With Israel joyns and at their Altars bows Perhaps surpriz'd at such strange blessings showr'd Such wonders shewn both t' Israels Faith and Lord His Restoration-Miracle he thought Could by no less than Israels God be wrought Whilst the enlightned Absolon thus kneels Thus dancing to the sound of Aarons Bells What dazling Rays did Israels Heir adorn So bright his Sun in his unclouded Morn 'T was then his leading hand in Battle drew That Sword that Davids fam'd ten thousand slew Davids the Cause but Absolons the Arm. Then he could win all Hearts all Tongues could charm Whilst with his praise the ecchoing plains all rung A thousand Timbrels play'd a thousand Virgins sung And in the zeal of every jocund Soul Absolons Health with Davids crown'd one Bowl Had he fixt here yes Fate had he fixt here To Man so Sacred and to Heav'n so dear What could he want that Hands Hearts Lives could pay Or Tributary Worlds beneath his feet could lay What Knees what Necks to mount him to hâ—â— Throne What Gems what Stars to sparkle in 〈◊〉 Crown So pleas'd so charm'd had Israels Genius smil'd But oh Ye Pow'rs by treacherous snakes beguil'd Into a more than Adams Curse he run Tasting that Fruit has Israels World undone Nay wretched even below his falling state Wants Adams Eyes to see his Adams Fate In vain was Davids Harp and Israels Quire For his Conversion all in vain conspire For though their influence a while retires His own false Planets were th' Ascendant Fires Heav'n had no lasting Miracle design'd It did a while his fatal Torrent bind As Ioshua's Wand did Iordan's streams divide And rang'd the watry Mountains on each side But when the marching Israel once got o're Down crack the Chrystal Walls the Billows pou'r And in their old impetuous Channel roar At this last stroke thus totally o'rethrown Apostasie now seal'd him all her own Here ope'd that gaping Breach that fatal door Which now let in a thousand Ruines more All the bright Virtues and each dazling Grace Which his rich Veins drew from a God-like Race The Mercy and the Clemency Divine Those Sacred Beams which in mild David shine Those Royal Sparks his Native Seeds of Light Were all put out and left a Starless Night A long farewel to all that 's Great and Brave Not Cataracts more headstrong as the Grave Inexorable Sullen and Untun'd As Pride depos'd scarce Lucifer dethron'd More Unforgiving his enchanted Soul Had drank so deep of the bewitching Bowl Till he whose hand with Iudahs Standart bore Her Martial Thunder to the Tyrian shore Arm'd in her Wars and in her Laurels crown'd Now all forgotten at one stagg'ring wound Falling from Israels Faith from Israels Cause Peace Honour Int'rest all at once withdraws Not is he deaf t' a Kingdoms Groans alone But could behold ev'â—â— Davids shaking Throne David whose Bounty rais'd his glittering Pride The Basis of his Glories Pyramide But Duty Gratitude all ruin'd fall Zeal blazes and Oblivion swallows all So Sodom did both burnt and drown'd expire A poyson'd Lake succeeds a Pile of Fire On this Foundation Baals last Hope was built The sure Retreat for all their Sallying Guilt A Royal Harbour where the rowling Pride Of Israels Foes might safe at Anchor ride Defie all Dangers and even Tempests scorn Though Iudahs God should Thunder in the Storm Here
Jem That truly sparkles in a Diadem To Absalons side does his old Covenant bring With State raz'd out and interlin'd with KING But Nadabs Zeal has too severe a Doom Whilst serving an ungrateful Absalom His strength all spent his Greatness to create He 's now laid by a cast-out Drone of Staâ—e He rowz'd that Game by which he is undone By fleeter Coursers now so far outrun That fiercer Mightier Nimrod in the Chace Till quite thrown out and loâ—t he quits the Race Of Low-born Tools we bawling Shimei saw Ierusalems late loud-tongu'd MOUTH of Law By Blessings from Almighty Bounty given Shimei no common Favorite of Heaven Whom lest Posterity should loose the Breed In five short Moons indulgent Heav'n rais'd Seed Made happy in an Early teeming Bride And laid a lovely Heiress by her side Whilst the glad Father 's so divinely blest That like the Stag proud of his Brow so drest He brandishes his lofty City-Crest 'T was in Ierusalem was Shimei â—â—rst Ierusalem by Baals Prophets ever curst The greatest Block that stops 'em in their way For which she once in Dust and Ashes lay Here to the Bar this whiffling Lurcher came And barkt to rowze the nobler Hunters Game But Shimei's Lungs might well be stretcht so far For steering by a Court-Ascendant Star For daily Oracles he does address To the Egyptian Beauteous Sorceress For Pharoah when he wisely did essay To bear the long-sought Golden Prize away That fair Enchantress sent whose Magick Skill Should keep great Israels sleeping Dragon still Thus by her powerful inspirations fed To bite their Heels this City-Snake was bred Till Absalon got strength to bruise their Head Of all the Heroes since the world began To Shimei Ioshuah was the bravest Man To Him his Tutelar Saint he prays and oh That great Ierusalem were like Iericoh Then bellowing lowd for Ioshuahs Spirit calls Because his Rams-horn blew down City-Walls In the same Roll have we grave Corah seen Corah the late chief Scarlet Abbethdin Corah who luckily i' th' Bench was got To 〈◊〉 the Bloodhounds off to save the Plot. Corah who once against Baals Impious Cause Stood strong for Israels Faith and Davids Laws He poys'd his Scales and shook his ponderous Sword Lowd as his Fathers Basan-Bulls he roar'd Till by a Dose of Forreign Ophir drencht The Feavour of his Burning Zeal was Quencht Ophir that rescu'd the Court-Drugsters Fate Sent in the Nick to gild his Pills of State Whilst the kind Skill of our Law-Emperick Sublim'd his Mercury to save his Neck In Law they say he had but a slender Mite And Sense he had less for as Historians write The Arabian Legate laid a Share so gay As Spirited his little Wits away Of the Records of Law he fancied none Like the Commandment Tables graved in Stone And wish'd the Talmude such that Soveraign sway When once displeased might th' angry Moses play Onely his Law was Brittle i' th' wrong place For had our Corah been in Moses Case The Fury of his Zeal had been employ'd To build that Calf which th'others Rage destroy'd Thus Corah Baals true Fayry Changeling made He Blâ—ated onely as the Pharisees pray'd All to advance that future Tyrant pow'r Should Widows Houses gorge and Orphans Tears devour Nor are these all their Instruments to prop Their Mighty Cause and Israels Murmurs stop They find a sort of Academick Tools Who by the Politick Doctrine of their Schools Betwixt Reward Pride Avarice Hope and Fear Prizing their Heav'n too cheap the World too dear Stand bold and strong for Absolons Defence Interest the Thing but Conscience the Pretence These to ensure him for their Sions King A Right Divine quite down from Adam bring That old Levitick Engine of Renown That makes no Taint of Souls a bar t' a Crown 'T is true Religions constant Champion vow'd Each open-mouth'd with Pulpit-Thunder lowd Against false Gods and Idol Temples bawls Yet lays the very Stones that raise their Walls They preach up Hell to those that Baal adore Yet make 't Damnation to oppose his pow'r So far this Paradox of Conscience run Till Israels Faith pulls Israels Altars down Grant Heav'n they don't to Baal so far make way Those fatal Wands before their Sheepfolds lay Such Motley Principles amongst them thrown Shall nurse that Py-ball'd Flock that 's half his own Nor may they say when Molocks Hands draw nigher We built the Pile whilst Baal but gives it fire If Monarchy in Adam first begun When the Worlds Monarch dug and his Queen spun His Fig-leaves his first Coronation-Robe His Spade his Scepter and her Wheel his Globe And Royal Birthright as their Schools assert Not Kings themselves with Conscience can divert How came the World possest by Adams Sons Such various Principalities Powres Thrones When each went out and chose what Lands he pleas'd Whilst a new Family new Kingdoms rais'd His Sons assuming what he could not give Their Soveraign Sires right Heir they did deprive And from Rebellion all their pow'r derive For were there an original Majesty Upheld by Right Divine the World should be Onely one Universal Monarchy O cruel Right Divine more full of Fate Then th' Angels flaming Sword at Edens Gate Such early Treason through Mankind convey'd And at the door of Infant-Nature layd For Right Divine in Esau's just defence Why don't they quarrel with Omnipotence The first-born Esau's Right to Iacob giv'n And Gods gift too Injustice charge on Heav'n Nay let Heav'n answer this one Fact alone Mounting a Bastard Iephtha on a Throne If Kings and Sanedrims those Laws could make Which from offending Heirs their Heads can take And a First-born can forfeit Life and Throne And all by Law why not a Crown alone Strange-bounded Law-makers whose pow'r can throw The deadlier Bolt can't give the weaker Blow A Treasonous Act nay but a Treasonous Breath Against offended Majesty is Death But oh the wondrous Church-distinction given Between the Majesty of Kings and Heav'n The venial sinner here he that intreagues With Egypt Babylon Cabals Plots Leagues With Israels Foes her Altars to destroy A Hair untouch'd shall Health Peace Crowns enjoy Truths Temple thus the Exhalations bred From her own Bowels to obscure her Head And Absolom already had subdu'd Whole Crowds of the unthinking Multitude But through these Wiles too weak to catch the Wise Thin as their Ephod-Lawn a Cobweb Net for Flyes The searching Sanedrim saw and to dispel Th'ingendring Mists that threatned Israel They still resolv'd their Plotting Foes defeat By barring Absolon th' Imperial Seat But here 's his greatest Tug could he but make Th'encluding Sanedrims Resolves once shake Nay make the smallest Breach or clashing Jar In their great Councel push but home so far And the great Point's secur'd And lo among The Princely Heads of that Illustrious Throng He saw rich Veins with Noble Blood new fill'd Others who Honour from Dependance held Some with exhausted Fortunes to support Their Greatness propt with Crutches from a