That even to his last breath (there be that say't), As he were press'd to death, he cried, "More weight;" He had been an immortal carrier. Yet (strange to think) his wain was his increase: ON THE NEW FORCERS OF CONSCIENCE UNDER THE LONG PARLIAMENT. BECAUSE ye have thrown off your prelate lord, To force our consciences that Christ set free, Taught ye by mere A.S. and Rotherford ? By shallow Edwards, and Scotch what d'ye call; Your plots and packing, worse than those of Trent, That so the Parliament May, with their wholesome and preventive shears, Clip your phylacteries, though baulk your ears, And succour our just fears, When they shall read this clearly in your charge, New Presbyter is but Old Priest writ large. THE FIFTH ODE OF HORACE, LIB. I. HAT 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, Plain in thy neatness? Oh, how oft shall he On faith, and changed gods, complain; and seas Rough with black winds, and storms Unwonted, shall admire, Who now enjoys thee credulous, all gold, Hopes thee, of flattering gales Unmindful! Hapless they, To whom thou, untried, seem'st fair! Me, in my vow'd To the stern god of sea. 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 For aye, with temples vow'd and virgin quires. To whom, sleeping before the altar, Diana answers in a vision the same night. Brutus, far to the west, in the ocean wide, FROM DANTE. Ан, Constantine, of how much ill was cause, FROM DANTE. FOUNDED in chaste and humble poverty, 'Gainst them that raised thee dost thou lift thy horn, FROM ARIOSTO. THEN pass'd he to a flowery mountain, green, FROM HORACE. WHOM do we count a good man? Whom but he FROM EURIPIDES. THIS is true liberty, when freeborn men, FROM HORACE. -Laughing, to teach the truth, What hinders? As some teachers give to boys FROM HORACE. -Joking decides great things, Stronger and better, oft, than earnest can. FROM SOPHOCLES. 'Tis you that say it, not I. You do the deeds, And your ungodly deeds find me the words. FROM SENECA. -There can be slain No sacrifice to God more acceptable, PSALM I (Done into verse 1653.) BLESS'D 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. Jehovah's law is ever his But in the great delight, And in his law he studies, day and night. |