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Andall his fate, and all his deeds, were wrought,
Since he from Ur to Ephron's cave was brought.
But none 'mongst all the forms drew then their
Like faithful Abram's righteous sacrifice; [eyes
The sad old man mounts slowly to the pfäce,
With Nature's power triumphant in his face
O'er the mind's courage; for, in spite of all,
From his swoln eyes resistless waters fall.
The innocent boy his cruel burthen bore
With smiling looks, and sometimes walk'd before,
And some times turn'd to talk; above was made
The altar's fatal pile, and on it laid
The hope of mankind; patiently he lay,
And did his sire, as he his God, obey.
The mournful sire lifts up at last the knife,
And on one moment's string depends his life,
In whose young loins such brooding wonderslie.
A thousand spirits peep'd from th’ affrighted
Amaz'd at this strange scene; and almost fear'd
For all those joyful prophecies they’d heard;
Till one leap'd nimbly forth, by God's command,
Like lightning from a cloud, and stopp'd his
The gentle spiritsmil'd kindly as he spoke,
Newbeams of joy through Abram's wonder broke,
The angel points to a tuft of bushes near,
Where an entangled ram does half appear,
And struggles vainly with that fatal net, [set.
Which, though but slightly wrought, was firmly
For, lo! anon, to this sad glory doom'd,
The useful beast on Isaac's pile consum’d;
Whilst on his horns the ransom'd couple play'd,
And the glad boy danc'd to the tunes he made.
Near this hall's end a shittim-table stood;
Yet well-wrought plate strove to conceal the
> For from the foot a golden vine did sprout, And cast his fruitful riches all about. Well might that beauteousore the grape express, Which does weak man intoxicate no less. Of the same wood the gilded beds were made, And on them large embroider'd carpets laid, From Egypt, the rich shop of follies, brought; But arts of pride all nations soon are taught. Behold seven comely blooming youths appear, And in their hands seven silver wash-pots bear, Curl’d, and gay clad; the choicest sons that be Of Gibeon's race, and slaves of high degree Seven beauteous maids march'd softly in behind; Bright scarfs their clothes, their hair fresh garlands, bind ; And, whilst the princes wash, they on them shed Rich ointments, which their costly odours spread O'er the whole room; from their small prisons free, [flee. With such glad haste through the wide air they The king was plac'd alone, and o'er his head A well-wrought Heaven of silk and gold was spread, Azure the ground, the Sun in gold shome bright, Butpierc'd the wandering clouds with silver light. The right-hand bed the king's three sous did grace, The third was Abner's, Adriel's, David's, place; And twelve large tables more were fill'd below, With the prime men Saul's court and camp could show. The palace did with mirth and music sound, And the crown'd goblets nimbly mov’d around;
But, though bright joy in every guest did shine,
The plenty, state, music, and spriteful wine,
Were lost on Saul; an angry care did dwell
In his dark breast, and all gay forms expel.
David's unusual absence from the feast
To his sick spirit did jealous thoughts suggest:
Long lay he still, nor drank, nor eat, nor spoke,
And thus at last his troubled silence broke:
“Where can he be?” said he; “It must be
With that he paus'd a while. “Too well we know
His boundless pride: he grieves, and hates to
The solemn triumphs of my court and me.
Believeme, friends, and trust what I can show
From thousand proofs; th’ ambitious David now
Does those vast things in his proud soul design
That too much business give for mirth or wine.
He's kindling mow, perhaps, rebellious fire
Among the tribes, and does ev'n now conspire
Against my crown, and all our lives; whilst we
Are loth ev'n to suspect, what we might see.
By the Great Name, ’tis true.”
With that he strook the board; and mo man
But Jonathau durst undertake to clear [there
The blameless prince; and scarce ten words he
When thus his speech th' enraged tyrant broke:
“Disloyal wretch thy gentle mother's shame!
Whose cold pale ghost ev'n blushes at thy mame!
Who fears, lest her chaste bed should doubted be,
And her white fame stain’d by black deeds of
Canst thou be mine? a crown sometimes does
Ev’n sons against their parents to conspire;
But ne'er did story yet, or fable, tell
Of one so wild, who, merely to rebel,
Quitted th' unquestion'd birthright of a throne,
And bought his father's ruin with his own.
Thou need'st not plead th’ ambitious youth's de-
Thy crime clears his, and makes that innocence:
Nor can his foul ingratitude appear,
Whilst thy unnatural guilt is plac'd so near.
Is this that noble friendship you pretend ?
Mine, thine own, foe—and thy worst enemy's
If thy low spirit can thy great birthright quit,
The thing 's but just, so ill deserv'st thou it.
I, and thy brethren here, have no such mind;
Nor such prodigious worth in David find,
That we to him should our just rights resign,
Or think God's choice not made so well as thine.
Shame of thy house and tribes hence, from mine
To thy false friend, and servile master, fly;
He's ere this time in arms expecting thee;
Haste, for those arms are rais'd to ruin me !
Thy sin that way will nobler much appear,
Than to remain his spy and agent here.
When I think this, Nature, by thee forsook,
Forsakes me too.” With that his spear he took
To strike at him; the mirth and music cease;
The guests all rise, this sudden storm to appease:
The prince his danger, and his duty, knew ;
And low he bow'd, and silently withdrew.
To David straight, who in a forest nigh
Waits his advice, the royal friend does fly.
The sole advice now, like the danger, clear,
Was, in some foreign land this storm to outwear.
All marks of comely grief in both are seen;
And mournful kind discourses pass'd between.
Now generous tears their hasty tongues restrain,
Now they begin, and talk all o'er again:
A reverent oath of constant love they take,
And God's high name their dreaded witness make;
Not that at all their faiths could doubtful prove;
But’twas the tedious zeal of endless love.
Thus, ere they part, they the short time bestow
In all the pomp friendship and grief could show :
And David now, with doubtful cares oppress'd,
Beneath a shade borrows some little rest;
When, by command divine, thick mists arise,
And stop the sense, and close the conquer'd eyes.
There is a place which man most high doth rear,
The small world's Heaven, where Reason moves the
Here in a robe which does all colours show
(Th” envy of birds, and the clouds' gaudy bow)
Phansy, wild dame, with much lascivious pride,
By twin-camelions drawn, does gaily ride;
Her coach there follows, and throngs round
Of shapes and airy forms an endless rout:
A sea rolls on with harmless fury here;
Straight 'tis a field, and trees and herbs appear:
Here in a moment are vast armies made,
And a quick scene of war and blood display'd :
Here sparkling wines, and brighter maids, come
The bawds for Sense, and lying baits of Sin:
Some things arise of strange and quarrelling kind,
The forepart lion, and a snake behind :
Here golden mountains swell the covetous place,
And centaurs ride themselves, a painted race.
Of these slight wonders Nature sees the store,
And only then accounts herself but poor.
Hither an angel comes, in David's trance,
And finds them mingled in an antique dance;
Of all the numerous forms fit choice he takes,
And joins them wisely, and this vision makes.—
First David there appears in kingly state,
Whilst the twelve tribes his dread commands
Straight to the wars with his join'd strength he
Settles new friends, and frights his ancient foes.
To Solima, Canaan's old head, they came,
(Since high in note, then not unknown to Fame;)
The blind and lame th’ undoubted wall defend,
And no new wounds or dangers apprehend:
The busy image of great Joab there
Disdains the mock, and teaches them to fear:
He climbs the airy walls, leaps raging down,
New-minted shapes of slaughter fill the town:
They curse the guards their mirth and bravery
All of them now are slain, or made-like those,
Farthronoh an inward scene an army lay,
Which with full banners a fair fish display:
From Sidon plains to happy Egypt's coast
They seem all met; a vast and warlike host'
Thither hastes David to his destin'd prey,
Honour and noble danger lead the way;
The conscious trees shook with a reverent fear
Their unblown tops ; God walked before him
Slaughter the weary'd Riphaims’ bosom fills;
Dead corpse emboss the vale with littlehills.
On th' other side, Sophenes' mighty king
Numberless troops of the blest East does bring:
Twice are his men cut off, and chariots ta'en;
Damascus and rich Adad help in vain.
Here Nabathacan troops in battle stand,
With all the lusty youth of Syrian land!
Undaunted Joab rushes on with speed,
Gallantly mounted on his fiery steed;
He hews down all, and deals his deaths around,
The Syrians leave, or possess dead, the ground.
On th' other wing does brave Abishairide,
Reeking in blood and dust; on every side
The perjur’d sons of Ammon quit the field;
Some basely die, and some more basely yield.
Through a thick wood the wretched Hanun flies,
And far more justly then fears Hebrew spies.
Moloch, their bloody god, thrusts out his head,
Grinning through a black cloud: him they’d
In his seven chambers; and he still did eat
New-roasted babes, his dear delicious meat.
Again they arise, more anger'd than dismay’d;
Euphrates and swift Tygris sends them aid:
In vain they send it, for again they 're slain,
And feast the greedy birds on Helay plain.
Here Rabba with proud towers affronts the sky,
And round about great Joab's trenches lie:
They force the walls,and sack the helpless town;
On David's head shines Ammon's massy crown.
Midst various torments the curs'd race expires;
David himself his severe wrath admires.
Next upon Israel's throne does bravely sit
A comely youth, endowed with wondrous wit.
Far, from the parched line, a royal dame,
To hear his tongue and boundless wisdom, came:
She carried back in her triumphant womb
The glorious stock of thousand kings to come.
Here brightest forms his pomp and wealth display,
Here they a temple's vast foundations lay;
A mighty work! and with fit glories fill'd
For God to inhabit, and that king to build.
Some from the quarries hew out massy stone,
Some draw it up with cranes; some breathe and
In order o'er the anvil; some cut down [groan
Tall cedars,the proud mountain's ancient crown;
Some carve the trunks, and breathing shapes
Giving the trees more life than when they grow.
But oh, alas ! what sudden cloud is spread
About this glorious king's eclipsed head?
It all his fame benights, and all his store,(more!
Wrapping him round; and spow he 's seen no
When straighthis son appears at Sichem crown'd,
With young and heedless council circled round;
Unseemly object but a falling state
Has always its own errours join'd with Fate.
Ten tribes at once forsake the Jessian throne,
And bold Adoram at his message stone;
“Brethren of Israel!”—more he fain would say,
But a flint stopp'd his mouth, and speech, i' th'
Here this fond king's disasters but begin, [way,
He’s destim'd to more shame by his father's sin:
Susack came up, and under his command
A dreadful army from scorch’d Afric's sand,
As numberless as that: allis his prey,
The temple's sacred wealth they bear away:
Adrazar's shields and golden loss they take:
Ev’n David in his dream does sweat and shake.
Thus fails this wretched prince; his loins appear
Of less weight now, than Solomon's fingers were.
Abijah next seeks Israel to regain,
And wash in seas of blood his father's stain:
Ne'er saw the aged Sun so cruel fight;
Scarce saw he this, but hid his bashful light.
Nebat’s cursod son fled with mothalf his men;
Where were his gods of Dan and Bethel then?
Yet could not this the fatal strife decide;
God punish'd one, but bless'd not th' other side,
Asan, a just and virtuous prince succeeds,
High-rais’d by Fame for great and godly deeds;
He cut the solemn groves where idols stood,
And sacrific'd the gods with their own wood;
He vanquish'd thus the proud weak powers of
Before him next their doating servants fell:
So huge an host of Zerah's men he slew,
As made ev'n that Arabia desert too.
Why fear'd he then the perjured Baasha's fight?
Or bought the dangerous aid of Syrians' might?
Conquest, Heaven's gift, cannot by man be sold;
Alas! what weakness trusts he? Man and gold.
Next Josaphat possess'd the royal state
(An happy prince, well worthy of his fate);
His oft oblations, on God's altar made, .
with o flocks and thousand herds are
Arabian tribute! What mad troops are those,
Those mighty troops that dare to be his foes'
He prays them dead: with mutual wounds they
One fury brought, one fury slays, them all.
Thus sits he still, and sees himself to win;
Never o'ercome but by's friend Ahab's sin;
On whose disguise Fates then did only look;
And had almost thcir God's command mistook:
Him from whose danger Heavensecurely brings,
And for his sake two ripely wicked kings.
Their armies languish, burnt with thirst at Sier;
Sighs all their cold, tears all their moisture,
They fix their greedy eyes on th' empty sky,
And fancy clouds, and so become more dry:
Elisha calls for waters from afar
To come; Elisha calls, and here they are:
In helmets they quaff round the welcome flood;
And the decrease repair with Moab's blood.
Jehoram next, and Ochoziah, throng
For Judah’s sceptre; both short-liv'd too long.
A woman too from murder title claims;
Both with her sins and sex the crown she shames:
Proud, cursed woman' but her fall, at last,
To doubting men clears Heaven for what was
past. Joasat first does bright and glorious show; In life's fresh morn his fame did early crow ; Fair was the promise of his dawning ray, But prophet's angry blood o'ercast his day; From thence his clouds, from thence his storms, begin; It cries aloud and twice lets Aram in. So Amaziah lives, so ends his reign; Both by their traiterous servants justly slain. Edom at first dreads his victorious hand, Before him thousand captives trembling stand; Down a deep precipice, down he casts them all, The mimic shapes in several postures fall: But them (mad fool!) he does those gods adore, Which, when pluck'd down, had worshipp'd him before Thus all his life to come is loss and shame; No help from gods, who themselves help'd not, carrie.
All this Uzziah's strength and wit repairs, Leaving a well built greatness to his heirs; Till leprous scurf, o'er his whole body cast, Takes him at first from men, from earth at last. As virtuous was his son, and happier far; Buildings his peace, and trophies grac'd his war. But Achazheaps up sins, as if he meant To make his worst forefathers innocent: He burns his son at Himnon, whilst around The roaring child drums and loud trumpets sound: This to the boy a barbarous mercy grew, And snatch'd him from all miseries to ensue. Here Peca comes, and hundred thousands fall; Here Resin marches up and sweeps up all; Till, like a sea, the great Belochus' son Breaks upon both, and both does over-run; The last of Adad's ancient stock is slain, Israel captiv'd, and rich Damascus ta'en: All this wild rage to revenge Judah's wrong; But woe to kingdoms that have friends strong! Thus Hezekiah the torn empire took, And Assur's king, with his worse gods, forsook; Who to poor Judah worlds of nations brings, There rages, utters vain and mighty things; Some dream of triumphs and exalted names, Some of dear gold,and some of beauteous dames; Whilst, in the midst of their huge sleepy boast, An angel scatters death through all the host. Th'affrighted tyrant back to Babel hies, There meets an end far worse than that he flies. Here Hezekiah's life is almost done So good, and yet, alas! so short, 'tis spun: Th’ end of the line was ravell'd, weak, and old; Time must go back, and afford better hold To tie a new thread to it, of fifteen years : 'Tis done; th’ all-mighty power of prayer and tears! Backward the Sun, an unknown motion, went; The stars gaz'd on, and wonder'd what he meant. Manasses next (forgetful man () begins, Enslav'd and sold to Ashur by his sins; Till by the rod of learned Misery taught, Home to his God and country both he's brought: It taught not Ammon, nor his hardness brake; He's made the example he refus’d to take. Yet from this root a goodly cyon springs; Josiah, best of men, as well as kings. Down went the calves with all their gold and cost: The priest then truly griev'd Osiris lost; These mad Egyptian rites till now remain’d; Fools' they their worser thraldrom still retain'd? In his own fires Moloch to ashes fell, And no more flames must have besides his Hell; Like end Astarte's horned image found, And Baal's spired stone to dust was ground: No more were men in female habitseen, Northey in men's, by the lewd Syrian queen: No lustful maids at Benos' templesit, And, with their bodies' shame, their marriage
Here David's joy unruly grows and bold,
Nor could sleep's silken chain its violence hold,
Had not the angel, to seal fast his eyes,
The humours stirr'd, and bade more mists arise:
When straight a chariot hurries swift away,
And in it good Josiah bleeding lay;
One hand 's held up, one stops the wound; in
They both are us'd : alas ! he 's slain, he 's
Jehoias and Jehoiachim next appear;
Both urge that vengeance which before was near:
Hein Egyptian fetters captive dies,
This by more courteous anger murder'd lies.
His son and brother next do bonds sustain,
Israel's now solemn and imperial chain.
Bere's the last scene of this proud city's state;
All ills are met, ty'd in one knot of Fate.
Their endless slavery in this trial lay ;
Great God had heap'd up ages in one day:
Strong works around the wall the Chaldees build,
The town with grief, and dreadful business fill'd;
To their carv'd gods the frantic women pray,
Gods, which as near their ruin were as they.
At last in rushes the prevailing foe,
Does all the mischiefos proud conquest show:
The wondering babes from mothers' breasts are
And sufferills they neither fear'd nor meant;
No silver reverence guards the stooping age,
No rule or method ties their boundless rage:
The glorious temple shines in flame all o'er,
Yet not so bright as in its gold before:
Nothing but fire or slaughter meets the eyes;
Nothing the ear but groans and dismal cries.
The walls and towers are levell'd with the ground,
And scarce aught now of thatvast city's found
But shards and rubbish, which weak signs might
Of fore past glory, and bid travellers weep.
Thus did triumphant Assur homewards pass,
And thus Jerusalem left, Jerusalem that was
This Zedechiah saw, and this not all ;
Before his face his friends and children fall,
The sport of insolent victors; this he views,
A king and father once! ill Fate could use
His eyes no more to do their master spite;
All to be seen she took, and next his sight.
Thus along death in prison he outwears;
Bereft of grief's last solace, ev’n his tears.
Then Jecomiah's son did foremost come,
And he who brought the captiv'd nation home !
A row of worthies in long order pass'd
O'er the short stage; of all old Joseph last.
Fair angels pass'd by next in seemly bands,
All gilt, with gilded baskets in their hands:
Some, as they went, the blue-ey'd violet strew,
Some spotless lilies in loose order threw;
Some did the way with full-blown roses spread,
Their smell divine, and colour strangely red;
Not such as our dull gardens proudly wear,
Whom weathers taint, and winds' rude kisses
Such, I believe, was the first rose's hue, [tear:
Which at God's word in beateous Eden grew;
Queen of the flowers which made that orchard
- gay :
The morning blushes of the Spring's new day.
With sober pace an heavenly maid walksin,
Her looks all fair; no sign of native sin
Through her whole body writ; immoderate graee
Spoke things far more than human in her face:
It casts a dusky gloom o'er all the flowers;
And with full beams their mingled light devours!
An angel straight broke from a shining cloud,
And press'd his wings, and with much reverence
Again he bow'd, and grave approach he made,
And thus his sacred message sweetly said:
“Hail, full of Grace, thee the whole world
Above all Blest! Thee, who shalt bless them all.
Thy virgin womb in wondrous sort shall shroud
Jesus the God (and then again he bow’d);
Conception the great Spirit shall breathe on thee;
Hail thou! who must God’s wife, God’s mother,
with that, his seeming form to Heaven he reard:
She low obeisance made, and disappear'd.
Lo! a new star three eastern sages see
(For why should only earth a gainer be?
They saw this Phosphor's infant-light, and knew
It bravely usher'd in a Sun as new :
They hasted all this rising Sunt' adore;
With them rich myrrh and early spices bore:
Wise men no fitter gift your zeal could bring;
You'll in a noisome stable find your King.
Amon a thousand devils run roaring in ;
Some with a dreadful smile deform'dly grin;
Some stamp their cloven paws, some frown and
The gaping snakes from their black-knotted hair;
As if all grief, and all the rage of Hell,
Were doubled now, or that just now they fell:
But, when the dreaded maid they entering saw,
All fled with trembling fear and silent awe.
In her chaste arms th’ eternal infant lies
Th' Almighty voice chang'd into feeble cries.
Heaven contain’d virgins oft, and will do more;
Never did virgin contain Heaven before.
Angels peep round to view this mystic thing,
And Halleluiah round, all Halleluiah sing.
No longer could good David quiet bear
Th' unwieldy pleasure which o'erflow'd him
It broke the fetters, and burst “pe his eye;
Away the timorous forms together fly:
Fix'd with amaze he stood, and time must take,
To learn if yet he were at last awake.
Sometimes he thinks that Heaven the vision sent,
And order'd all the pageants as they went;
Sometimes, that only 'twas wild Phansy's play,
The loose and scatter'd relics of the day. ' *
When Gabriel (no blest spirit more kind or
Bodies and clothes himself with thicken'd air;
All like a comely youth in life's fresh bloom;
Rare workmanship, and wrought by heavenly
He took for skin a cloud most soft and bright,
That ere the mid-day Sun pierc'd through with
Upon his cheeks a lively blush he spread, [light;
Wash'd from the morning beauty’s deepest red:
An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair,
And fell adown his shoulders with loose care;
He cuts out a silk mantle from the skies,
Where the most spritely azure pleas'd the eyes;
This he with starry vapours spangles all,
Took in their prime, ere they grow ripe and fall:
Of a new rainbow, ere it fretor fade,
The choicest piece tookout, a scarf is made:
Small streaming clouds he does for wings dis-
Not virtuous lovers' sighs more soft than they;
These he gilds o'er with the Sun's richest rays,
Caught gliding o'er pure streams on which he
Thus drest, the joyful Gabriel posts away
And carries with him his own glorious day
Through the thick woods: the gloomy shades
Puton fresh looks and wonder why they smile!
The trembling serpents close and silent lie;
The birds obscene far from his passage fly;
A sudden spring waits on him as he goes,
Sudden as that which by creation rose:
Thus he appears to David; at first sight
All earth-bred fears and sorrows take their flight.
In rushes joy divine, and hope, and rest;
A sacred calm shines through his peaceful
“Hail, man, belov'd' from highest Heaven,”
“My mighty Master sends thee health by me.
The things thou saw'st are full of truth and
Shap'd in the glass of the divine foresight:
Ev’n now old Time is harnessing the Years
To go in order thus. Hence empty fears!
Thy fate’s all white; from thy blest seed shall
The promis'd Shilo, the great mystic King:
Round the whole Earth his dreaded name shall
And reach to worlds that must not yet be
The Southern clime him her sole lord shall
Him all the North, ev'n Albion's stubborn isle,
My fellow servant credit what I tell.”
Straight into shapeless air unseen he fell.
David's flight to Nob, and entertainment there by the high priest: from thence to Gath in disguise, where he is discovered and brought to Achis: he counterfeits himself mad, and esrapes to Adullham. A short enumeration of the forces which come thither to him. A description of the kingdom of Moab, whither Dawid lies; his entertainment at Moab's court: a digression of the history of Lot, father of the Moabites, represented in picture. Melchor's song at the feast. Moab desires Joab to relate the story of David; which he does: his extraction; his excelleney in poesy, and the effects of it in curing Saul's malady. The Philistines' army encamped at Dammin; the description of Goliah and his arms; his challenge to the Israelites: David's coming to the camp ; his speech to Saul, to desire leave to fight with Goliab : several speeches upon that occasion. The combat and slaughter of Goliah, with the
defeat of the Philistines' army. Saul's envy to David. The characters of Merab and Michal. The love between David and Michal: his song at her window; his expedition against the Philistines, and the dowry of two hundred foreskins for Michal, with whom he is married. The solemnities of the wedding. Saul's relapse, and the causes of David's flight into the kingdom of Moab.
Rais'd with the news he from high Heaven re-
Straight to his diligent God just thanks he gives;
To divine Nobe directs then his flight,
A small town, great in fame, by Levi's right;
Is there, with sprightly wines and hallow'd bread,
(But what's to hunger hallow'd :) largely sed.
The good old priest welcomes his fatal guest,
And with long talk prolongs the hasty feast:
He lends him vain Goliah's sacred sword
(The fittest help Just Fortume could afford);
A sword whose weight, without a blow mightslay,
Able unblunted to cut hosts away;
A sword so great, that it was only fit
To take-off his great head who came with it.
Thus he arms David: “I your own restore,
Take it,” said he, “and use it as before;
I saw you them, and ’twas the bravest sight
That ere these eyesow'd the discovering light:
When you step'd forth, how did the monster
In scorn of your soft looks and tender age 1
Some your high spirit did mad presumption
Some pitied that such youth should idly fall;
Th'uncircumcis'd smil’d grimly with disdain;
I knew the day was yours: 1 saw it plain.”
Much more the reverend sire prepard to say
(Rapt with his joy); how the two armies lay;
Which way th’ amazed foe did wildly flee,
All that his hearer better knew than he
But David's haste denies all needless stay:
To Gath, an enemy's land he hastes away:
Not there secure; but, where one danger's near,
The more remote, though greater, disappear:-
So, from the hawk, birds to man's succour flee;
So, from fir’d ships, man leaps into the sea.—
There in disguise he hopes unknown to abide;
Alas! in vain what can such greatness hide
Stones of small worth may lie unseen by day,
But night itself does the rich gem betray.
Tagal first spy'd him, a Philistian knight,
Who erst from David's wrath by shameful flight
Had sav'd the sordid remnant of his age;
Hence the deep sore of envy mix'd with rage.
Straight, with a band of soldiers tall and rough,
Trembling—for scarce he thought that band
On him he seizes, whom they all had fear'd,
Had the bold youth in his own shape appear'd.
And now this wish’d-for, but yet dreadful prey,
To Achis' court they led in haste away,
With all unmanly rudeness which does wait
Upon th’ immoderate vulgar's joy and hate,
His valour now and strength must useless lie,
And he himself must arts unusual try :
Sometimes he tends his garments, nor does spare
The goodly curls of his rich yellow hair;