The happier reign the sooner it begins; while ? 180 To whom our Saviour answer thus re turn’d. All things are best fullfilld in their due time, And time there is for all things. Truth hath faid; If of my reign prophetic Writ hath told, That it shall never end, so when begin 185 The Father in his purpose hath decreed, He in whose hand all times and seasons roll. What if he bath decreed, that I shall first Be try'd in humble state, and things adverse, By tribulations, injuries, insults, 190 Contempts, and (corns, and mares, and vio lence, Suffering, abstaining, quietly expecting, Without distrust or doubt, that he may know What I can suffer, how obey? who best Can suffer, best can do; best reign, who first 195 Well hath obey'd ; juft trial ere I merit My exaltation without change or end." But what concerns it thee when I begin My everlasting kingdom, why art thou Solicitous, what moves thy inquisition ? 200 Know'st thou not that my rising is thy fall, And my promotion will be thy destruction? 210 To whom the Tempter inly rack'd reply'd: and crime brow 215 Willingly I could fly, and hope thy reign, From that placid afpéct and meek regard, Rather than aggravate my evil state, Would stand between me and thy Father's ire (Whole ire I dread more than the fire of Hell) A shelter and a kind of shading cool Interposition, as a summers cloud. If I'then to the worst that can be haste, Why move thy feet lo flow to what is best, Happiest both to thyself and all the world, 225 That thou who worthiest art should'st be their king? Perhaps thou linger'st in deep thoughts de tain'd 220 Of th' enterprise so hazardous and high; fpent observe? 235 The world thou hast not seen, much less her glory, courts, quit eyes 245 The monarchies of th' earth, their pomp and state, How best their opposition to withstand. 250 With that (such pow'r was giv'n him then) he took The Son of God up to a mountain high. It was a mountain, at whose verdant feet A spacious plain out - stretch'd in circuit wide Lay pleasant; from his fide two rivers flow'd, -55 Th’one winding, th' other strait, and left between Fair champain with less rivers intervein'd, Then meeting join'd their tribute to the sea : Fertil of corn the glebe, of oil and wine; With herds the pastures throng'd, with floks the hills; 260 Huge cities and high towr'd, that well might seem The seats of migthiest monarchs, and lo large The prospect was, that here and there was room For barren desert fountainless and dry brought 265 Our Saviour, and new train of words began. Well have we speeded, and o'er hill and dale, Forest and field and flood , temples and towers, Cut shorter many a league; here thou be hold'st Allyria and her empire's ancient bounds , 270 Of |