To all his Angels, who with true applause Recount his praises: thus he did to Job, When to extend his fame through Heav'n and Earth, 65 As thou to thy reproach may'st well remember, He ask'd thee: Haft thou seen my servant Job? Famous he was in Heav'n, on Earth less known; Where glory is falfe glory, attributed To things not glorious, men not worthy' of They err who count it glorious to fubdue Great cities by affault: what do these wor thies, But rob and fpoil, burn, flaughter, and in Peaccable nations, neighb'ring, or remote, Made captive, yet deserving freedom more Than those their conquerors, who leave be Nothing but ruin wherefoe'er they rove, stroy, 80 Then fwell with pride, and must be titled Gods, Great Benefactors of mankind, Deliverers, Rolling in brutish vices, and deform'd, Violent or fhameful death their due reward. But if there be in glory onght of good," 90 It may by means far different be attain’d Poor Socrates (who next more memorable?) By what he taught and fuffer'd for fo doing, For truth's fake fuffering death unjuft, lives now Equal in fame to proudest conquerors. Yet if for fame and glory ought be done, 100 Ought fuffer'd; if young African for fame His wafted country freed from Punic rage, Thee deed becomes unprais'd, the man at least, And lofes, though but verbal, his reward. Shall I feek glory then, as vain men feek, 105 Oft not deferv'd? I feek not mine but his Who fent me', and thereby witnefs whence I am. To whom the Tempter murm'ring thus reply'd: Think not fo flight of glory; therein least Refembling thy great Father: he feeks glory, And for his glory all things made, all things 110 Glory from men, from all men good or bad, Wife or unwife, no difference, no exemption; Above all facrifice, or hallow'd gift 115 Glory' he requires, and glory he receives Promifcuous from all nations, Jew, or Greek, Or barbarous, nor exception hath declar'd; From us his foes pronounc'd glory' he ex To whom our Saviour fervently reply'd.. And reafon; fince his word all things pro Though chiefly not for glory as prime end, From them who could return him nothing else' For fo much good, fo much beneficence. own Hath nothing, and to whom nothing belongs But contemnation, ignominy', and shame? 135 Turn'd recreand to God, ingrate and false, So fpake the Son of God; and here again Yet of another plea bethought him foon. 145 Of glory, as thou wilt, fait he, fo Worth or not worth the feeking, let it pass: But to a kingdom thou art born, ordain'd To fit upon thy father David's throne; By mother's fide thy father; though thy right Be now in pow'rful hands, that will not part Eafly from poffeffion won with arms: 155 With temp'rate fway; oft have they viola ted 160 165 The temple, oft the law with foul affronts, With Modin and her fuburbs once content. 170 If kingdom move thee not, let move thee zeal And duty; zeal and duty are not flow; But on occafion's forelock watchful wait. The prophets old, who fung thy endless reign; |