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THE FIFTI ODE OF HORACE, LIB. I What slender youth, bedew'd with liquid odours Courts thee on roses in some pleasant cave,
Pyrrha ? For whom bind'st thou
In wreaths thy golden hair,
Unwonted, shall admire.
Hopes thee, of flattering gales
Unmindful! Hapless they,
My dank and dropping weeds
FROM GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH. Brutus thus addresses Diana in the County of Leogecia. GODDESS of shades, and huntress, who at will Walk'st on the rolling spheres, and through the
deep; On thy third reign, the earth, look now, and tell What land, what seat of rest thou bidd'st me seek
What certain seat, where I may worship thee
To uhom, sleeping before the altar, Diana answers in a vision the
same night. Brutus, far to the west, in the ocean wide, Beyond the realm of Gaul, a land there lies, Sea-girt it lies, where giants dwelt of old; Now void, it fits thy people: thither bend Thy course; there shalt thou find a lasting seat : There to thy sons another Troy shall rise, And kings be born of thee, whose dreadful might Shall awe the world, and conquer nations bold.
Ah, Constantine, of how much ill was cause,
Founded in chaste and humble poverty,
THEN pass'd he to a flowery mountain, green, Which once smelt sweet, now stinks as odiously This was the gift, if you the truth will have, That Constantine to good Sylvester gave.
Whom do we count a good man? Whoin but he
This is true liberty, when freeborn men,
-Laughing, to teach the truth, What hinders ? As some teachers give to boys Junkets and knacks, that they may learn apace.
Joking decides great things, Stronger and better, oft, than earnest can.
say it, not I. You do the deeds, And your ungodly deeds find me the words.
-There can be slain
(Done into verse 1653.) Bless's is the man who hath not walk'd astray In counsel of the wicked, and i' the way Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat Of scorners hath not sat.
But in the great Jehovah's law is ever his delight, And in his law he studies, day and night. He shall be as a tree which, planted, grows By watery streams, and in his season knows To yield his fruit, and his leaf shall not fall, And what he takes in hand shall prosper all. Not so the wicked, but as chaff which, fann’d, The wind drives, so the wicked shall not stand In judgment, or abide their trial then, Nor sinners in the assembly of just men; For the Lord knows the upright way of the just, And the way of bad men to ruin must.
(Done August 8, 1653.)-Terzette. Why do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations
Muse a vain thing, the kings of the earth upstand
With power, and princes in their congregations Lay deep their plots together, through each land,
Against the Lord and his Messiah dear?
Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand, Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear, Their twisted cords. He, who in heaven doth Speak to them in his wrath, and, in his fell
iwell, Shall laugh; the Lord shall scoff them: then
And fierce ire, trouble them. But I, saith he, Anointed have my King (though ye rebel On Sion my holy hill. A firm decree
I will declare, the Lord to me hath said,
Thou art my Son, I have begotten thee This day; ask of me, and the grant is made:
As thy possession I on thee bestow
The Heathen; and, as thy conquest to be sway'd, Earth’s utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring for
Like to a potter's vessel, shiver'd so.
Be taught, ye judges of the earth; with four
Jehovah serve, and let your joy convers. With trembling; kiss the Son, lest he app.
In anger, and ye perish in the way;
If once his wrath take fire, like fuel sent Happy all those who have in him their stay
(August 9, 1653.) When he fled from Absalon LORD, how many are my foes !
How many those
Many are they
Thee through my story,