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As Plants: Anibiguous between Sea-and-Land
of the Creeping Things. A T once came forth whatever creeps the Ground,
Insect or Worm: those wav'd their limber Fans For Wings and smallest Lineamients exact In all the Liveries deckt of Summers Pride With Spots of Gold and Purple, azure and green: These as a Line their long Dimension drew, Streaking the Ground with finuous Trace; not all Minims of Nature, fome of Serpent kind Wondrous in Length and corpulence involv'd Their Snaky Folds, and added Wings. Firft crept The Parfimonious Emmet, provident Of.future, in finall room large Heart enclos'd, Pattern of just equality perhaps Hereafter, joyn'd in her popular Tribes Of Commonalty : Swarning next appear'd The Female Bee that feeds her Husband Drone Delicioully, and builds her waxen Cells With Honey stor'd: the rest are numberlers, And thou their Natures know'st, and gav'st then
(Names, Needless to be repeated ; nor unknown The Serpent subtl'It Beast of all the Field, Of huge extent sometimes, with brazen Eyes And hairy Main terrifick, though to thee Not noxious, but obedient at thy call. Now Heav'n in all her Glory shone, and rowl'd Her Motions, as the great first-Mover's Hand
First wheeld their Course: Earth in her rich Attire
(walk'd Frequent; and of the sixth Day yet reniain’d;
Of all yet done, a Creature who not prone
Let us make now Man in our Iniage; Man
Male he created thee, but thy Confort Female for Race ; then bleft Mankind, and said, Be fruitful, multiply and fill the Earth, Subdue it, and throughout Dominion hold Over Fish of the Sea, Fowl of the Air, And every Living Thing that moves on th' Earth Where-ever thus created; for no Place Is yet distinct by Name, thence, as thou know'st He brought thee into this delicious Grove, This Garden, planted with the Trees of God, Delectable both to behold and taste; And freely all their pleasant Fruit for Food Gave thee, al forts are here that all th’Earth yields, Variety without End; but of the Tree Which tasted Works Knowledge of Good and Fvil, Thou may'st not; in the Day thou eat'st thou dy'st; Death is the Penalty impos'd, beware And govern well thy Appetite, lest Sin Surprize thee, and her black attendant Death. Here finish'd He, and all that he had made View'd, and behold all was entirely good; So Ev'n and Morn accomplish'd the sixth Day.
Milton's Paradise Loft, Lib. 7.
LXXXIX. To bis Grace the Duke of Marlborough, upon his
going into Germany. Go, mighty Prince, and those great
Nations see, Which thy Victorious Arms before made frée; View that fam'd Column, where thy Name engrav'd Shall tell their Children who their Empire fav'd : Point out that Marble, where thy Worth is shown, To ev'ry grateful Gountry, but thy own.
O Cenfure undeservd ! Unequal Fate !
Yet he, untouch'd, as in the Heat of Wars,
Alexander's Feast; or the Power of Musick - An
Ode, in Honour of St. Cecilia's Day. By Mi.
'TWAS at the Royal Feast, for Persia won,
By Philip's Warlike Son:
On his Imperial Throne :
His valiant Peers were plac'd around; Their Brow's with Roses and with Myrtles bound,
(So thou'd Defert in Arms be crownd :)
Happy, Happy, Happy Pair !
2. Timorkeus plac'd on High,
Amid the Tuneful Quire,
With flying Fingers touch'd the Lyre :
And heav'nly Joys inspire
When he to fair Olympia press’d;
And while he fought her fnowy Breast Then, round her slender Waft he curl'd, And stamp'd an Inuage of himself, a Sov'raign of the
With ravish'd Ears
Affects to Nod,