Must now be named and printed heretics, By shallow Edwards, and Scotch what d'ye call; But we do hope to find out all your tricks, 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. 9 TRANSLATIONS. THE FIFTH 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, Plain in thy neatness? Oh, how oft shall he Who now enjoys thee credulous, all gold, Hopes thee, of flattering gales Unmindful! Hapless they, [vow'd To whom thou, untried, seem'st fair! Me, in my 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 whom, sleeping before the altar, Diana answers in a vision the same night. Brutus, far to the west, in the ocean wide, And kings be born of thee, whose dreadful might FROM DANTE. Aн, 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. WHOм 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 Junkets and knacks, that they may learn apace. 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 Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat Nor sinners in the assembly of just men; PSALM II. (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 dwell, Shall laugh; the Lord shall scoff them: then, severe, |