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Their name more low, their servitude more vile,
Shall on Euphrates' bank renew the grief of Nile.
These pointed spires, that wound the ambient sky, 770
(Inglorious change !) shall in destruction lie
Low, leveld with the dust; their heights unknown,
Or measur'd by their ruin. Yonder throne,
For lasting glory built, design’d the feat
Of kings for ever blest, for ever great,
775 Remov'd by the invader's barbarous hand, Shall
grace his triumph in a foreign land. The tyrant shall demand yon' facred load Of gold, and vessels fet apart to God, Then, by vile hands to common use debas'd, 780 Shall send them flowing round his drunken feast, With facrilegious taunt, and impious jest.
Twice fourteen ages shall their way complete ; Empires by various turns shall rise and fet ; While thy abandon'd tribes shall only know 785 A different master, and a change of woe, With down-cast eye-lids, and with looks aghast, Shall dread the future, or bewail the past.
Afflicted Israel shall fit weeping down, Fast by the streams where Babel's waters run ; 790 Their harps upon the neighbouring willows hung, Nor joyous hymn encouraging their tongue, Nor chearful dance their feet; with toil oppress’d, Their weary'd limbs aspiring but to rest. In the reflective stream the fighing bride,
795 Viewing her charms impair'd, abath'd, fhall hide
Her penfive head; and in her languid face
The bridegroom shall foresee his sickly race ;
While ponderous fetters vex their close embrace.
With irksome anguish then your priests shall mourn 800
Their long-neglected feasts despair'd return,
And sad oblivion of their solemn days.
Thenceforth their voices they shall only raise,
Louder to weep. By day, your frighted feers
Shall call for fountains to express their tears,
And with their eyes were floods ; by night, from
Of opening gulphs, black storms, and raging flames,
Starting amaz’d, lhall to the people fhew
Emblems of heavenly wrath, and mystic types of woe.
The captives, as their tyrant hall require That they should breathe the song, and touch the lyre, Shall say: Can Jacob's fervile race rejoice, Untun'd the musick, and disus'd the voice ? What can we play (they shall discourse), how sing In foreign lands, and to a barbarous king ? We and our fathers, from our childhood bred To watch the cruel victor's eye, to dread The arbitrary lath, to bend, to grieve, (Out-cast of mortal race !) can we conceive Image of aught delightful, soft, cr gay?
820 Alas! when we have toild the longsome day, The fullest bliss our hearts aspire to know Is but some interval from active woe, In broken rest and startling sleep to mourn, Till morn, the tyrant, and the scourge, return. Vol. II.
Bred up in grief, can pleasure be our theme?
Our endless anguish does not nature claim ?
Reason and sorrow are to us the same.
Alas ! with wild amazement we require,
If idle Folly was not Pleasure's fire ?
830 Madness, we fancy, gave an ill-tim'd birth
laughter, and to frantic mirth.
This is the series of perpetual woe,
Which thou, alas ! and thine, are born to know.
Illustrious wretch! repine not, nor reply:
View not what Heaven ordains with Reason's eye.
Too bright the object is : the distance is too high.
The man, who would resolve the work of Fate,
May limit number, and make crooked Itraight :
Stop thy enquiry then; and curb thy sense ;
Nor Jet dust
'Tis God who must dispose ; and man fustain,
Born to endure, forbidden to complain.
Thy sum of life must his decrees fulfil;
What derogates from his command, is ill ;
And that alone is good which centres in his will.
Yet, that thy labouring senses may not droop,
Loft to delight, and deftitute of hope ;
Remark what I, GOD's messenger, aver
From hiin, who neither can deceive nor err.
The land, at length redeemn’d, shall cease to mourn,
Shall from her fad captivity return.
Sion shall raise her long.dejected head ;
And in her courts the law again be read.
Again the glorious temple shall arise,
And with new lustre pierce the neighbouring skies.
The promis'd seat of empire shall again
Cover the mountain, and command the plain ;
And, from thy race distinguish’d, One shall spring,
Greater in act than victor, more than king 860
In dignity and power ; fent down from Heaven,
To succour earth. To Him, to Him, 'tis given,
Passion, and care, and anguish, to destroy.
Through Him, soft peace, and plenitude of joy,
Perpetual o'er the world redeem'd fall flow;
No more may Man enquire, nor Angel know.
Now, Solomon ! remembering who thou art,
A&t through thy remnant life the decent part.
Go forth : be strong: with patience and with care
Perform, and suffer : to thyself severe,
Gracious to others, thy desires suppress’d,
Diffus'd thy virtues ; first of men! be best.
Thy sum of duty let two words contain ;
(O may they graven in thy heart remain !)
Be humble, and be juft. The angel said. -
With upward speed his agile wings he spread;
Whilft on the holy ground I prostrate lay,
By various doubts impellid, or to obey,
Or to object : at length (my mournful look
Heaven-ward erect) determin’d, thus I spoke : 880
Supreme, all-wise, eternal Potentate !
Sole Author, sole Disposer of our fate!
Enthron’d in light, and immortality!
Whom no man fully fees, and none can see I
Original of Beings ! Power Divine !
Since that I live, and that I think, is thine ;
Benign Creator ! let thy plastic hand
Dispose its own effect ! Let thy command
Restore, Great Father! thy instructed son ;
And in my act may Thy great Will be done !
Engraven on Three Sides of an ANTIQUE LAMP,
given by me to Lord HARLEY.
Antiquam hanc Lampadem
è Museo Colbertino allatam, Domino Harleo inter Κειμήλια fla Reponendam D. D. Matthæus Prior.
This Lamp, which Prior to his Harley gave,
Brought from the altar of the Cyprian Dame, Indulgent Time, through future ages save, Before the Muse to burn with
Sperne dilectum Veneris facellum,
Sanctius, Lampas, tibi munus orno;
I, fove casto vigil Harleianas