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Sometimes à violent laughter screw'd his face, A lion's noble rage sits in their face,
And bore Anchises through the wondering flame
Eastwards the lands of Cush and Ammon lie, With him Abishai came, by whom there fell The morning's happy beams they first espy; At once three hundred : with him Asahel; The region with fat soil and plenty 's blest, Asahel, swifter than the northern wind; A soil too good to be of old possest Scarce could the nimble motions of his mind By monstrous Emins ; but Lot's offspring came, Outgo his feet; so strangely would he run, And conquer'd both the people and the name; That Time itself perceived not what was done: Till Seon drave them beyond Arnon's flood, Oft o'er the lawns and meadows would he pass, And their sad bounds mark'd deep in their own His weight unknown, and harmless to the grass ; blood. Oft o'er the sands and hollow dust would trace, In Hesbon, his triumphant court he plac'd, Yet no one atom trouble or displace.
Hesbon, by men and Nature strangely grac'd; Unhappy youth, whose end so near I see ! A glorious town, and fill'd with all delight There's nought but thy ill fate so swift as thee. Which peace could yield, though well prepar'd Hither Jessides' wrongs Benaiah drew,
for fight. He who the vast exceeding monster slew; But this proud city and her prouder lord, Th’Egyptian like an hill himself did rear, Felt the keen rage of Israel's sacred sword; Like some tall tree upon it seem'd his spear: Whilst Moab triumph'd in her torn estate, But by Benaiah's staff he fell, o'erthrown; To see ber own become her conqueror's fate: The Earth, as if worst strook, did loudest groan. Yet that small remnant of Lot's parted crown Such was Benaiah : in a narrow pit
Did, arm'd with Israel's sins, pluck Israel down : He saw a lion, and leapt down to it;
Pull thrice six years they felt fierce Eglon's yoke, As easily there the royal beast he tore,
Till Ehud's sword God's vengeful message spoke; As that itself did kids or lambs before.
Since then their kings in quiet held their own, Him Ira follow'd, a young lovely boy,
Quiet, the good of a not-envy'd throne ! But full of spirit, and arms was all his joy;
And now a wise old prince the sceptre sway'd, Oft, when a child, he in his dreains would fight Well by his subjects and bimself obey'd ; With the vain air, and his wak'd mother fright; Only before his fathers' guds he fell; Oft he would shoot young birds, and, as they falí, Poor wretched man! almost too good for Hell ! Would laugh, and fancy them Philistians all : Hither does David his blest parents bring; And now at home no longer would he stay, With humble greatness begs of Moab's king Though yet the face did scarce his sex betray. A safe and fair
abode, where they might live, Dodos' great son came next, whose dreadful Free from those storms with which himself must hand
[band; strive. Snatch'd ripen'd g?ories from a conquering The king with cheerfal grace his suit appror'd, Who knows not Dammin, and that barley-field, By hate to Saul, and love to Virtue movid. Which did a strange and bloody harvest yield. “Welcome, great Knight, and your fair troop," Many besides did this new troop increase;
said he, Adan, whose wants made him unfit for peace; “ Your name found welcome long before with me; Eliel, whose full quiver did always bear That to rich Ophir's rising morn is known, As many deaths as in it arrows were:
And stretch'd out far to the burnt swarthy zone : None from his hand did vain or innocent flee, Swift Fame, when her round journey she does Scarce Love or Fate could aim so well as he.
make, Many of Judah took wrong'd David's side, Scorns not sometimes us in her way to take. And many of old Jacob's youngest tribe; Are you the man did that huge giant kill, But his chief strength the Gathite soldiers are, Great Baal of Phegor ? and how young he's still! Each single man able t'o'ercome a war! From Ruth we heard you came; Ruth was born Swift as the darts they fling through yielding air, here, And bardy all as the strong steel they bear: In Judah sojourn'd, and (they say) match'd there
To one of Bethlem; which I hope is true: | Some into waters leap with kindled hair,
And, more to vex their fate, are burnt ev'n there. Those have the best alliance always been; .
Men thought (so much a flame by art was To gods as well as inen they make us kin.”
shown) He spoke, and straight led in his thankful guests, The picture's self would fall in ashes down.. Ta stately room prepar'd for shows and feasts: Afar old Lot toward little Zoar hies, The room with golden tapestry glister'd bright, And dares not move (good man) his weeping At once to please, and to confound, the sight,
eyes: Th'excellent work of Babylonian hands; Behind his wife stood, ever fix'd alone, In midst a table of rich ivory stands,
No more a woman, not yet quite a stone : By three fieree tigers, and three lions borne, A lasting death seiz'd on her turning head; Which grin, and fearfully the place adorn; One cheek was rough and white, the other red, Widely they gape, and to the eye they roar, And yet a cheek : in vain to speak she strove : As if they hunger'd for the food they bore. Her lips though stone, a little seem'd to move : About it beds of Libyan citron stood,
One eye was clos'd, surpris'd by sudden night: With coverings dy'd in Tyrian fishes' blood The other trembled still with parting light: (They say, th' Herculean art): but most delight | The wind admir'd, which her hair loosely bore, Sumne pictures gave to David's learned sight. Why it grew stiff, and now would play no more. Here several ways Lot and great Abram go, To Heaven she lifted up her freezing hands, Their too-much wealth vast and unkind does | And to this day a suppliant pillar stands: grow;
She try'd her heavy foot from ground to rear, Thus each extreme to equal danger tends, And rais'd the heel, but her toes rooted there: H'lenty, as well as Want, can separate friends. Ah, foolish woman! who must always be Here Sodom's towers raise their proud tops on A sight more strange than that she turn'd to see! high
Whilst David fed with these his curious eye, (The towers, as well as men, outbrave the sky); The feast is now serv'd-in and down they lie. By it the waves of reverend Jordan run,
Moab a goblet takes of massy gold, Here green with trees, there gilded with the Sun; Which Zippor, and from Zippor all of old Hither Lot's household comes, a numerous train, Quaff'd to their gods and friends : an health goes And all with various business fill the plain:
round Some drive the crowding sheep with rural hooks; In the brisk grape of Arnon's richest ground;. They lift up their mild heads, and bleat in looks; Whilst Melchor to his harp with wondrous skill Some drive the herds; here a fierce bullock (For such were poets then, and should be still) scorns
His noble verse through Nature's secrets led : TH appointed way, and runs with threatening He sung what spirit through the whole mass is horns ;
spread, In vain the herdman calls him back again ; Every-where all; how Heavens God's law apThe dogs stand off afar, and bark in vain :
prove, Some lead the groaning waggons, loaded high And think it rest eternally to move ; With stuff, on top of which the maidens lie: How the kind Sun usefully comes and goes, ['pon tall camels the fair sisters ride,
Wants it himself, yet gives to man repose; And Lot talks with them both on either side. How his round journey does for ever last, Another picture to curst Sodom brings
And how he baits at every sea in haste: Elam's proud lord, with his three servant-kings : He sung how Earth blots the Moon's gilded wane, They sack the town, and bear Lot bound away; Wbilst foolish men beat sounding brass in vain; Whilst in a pit the vanquish'd Bera lay,
Why the great waters her slight horns obey, Buried almost alive, for fear of death;
Her changing horns not constanter than they: But Heaven's just vengeance say'd as yet his He sung how grisly comets hung in air; breath:
Why swords and plagues attend their fatal hair ; Abraham pursnes and slays the victor's host, God's beacons for the world, drawn up so far, Scarce had their conquest leisure for a boast.
To publish ill, and raise all earth to war: Next this was drawn the reckless city's flame. Why contraries feed thunder in the cloud; When a strange Hell pour'd down from Heaven What motions vex it, till it roar so loud : there came.
How lambent fires become so wondrous tame, Here the two angels from Lot's window look And bear such shiping winter in their flame: With smiling anger; the lewd wretches, strook What radiant pencil draws the watery bow: With sudden blindness, seek in vain the door, What ties up hail, and picks the fleecy snow : Their eyes, first cause of lust, first vengeance What palsy of the Earth here shakes fix'd hills bore.
From off her brows, and here whole rivers spills. Through liquid air Heaven's busy soldiers fly, Thus did this Heathen Nature's secrets tell, well, And drive on clouds where seeds of thunder lie: And sometimes miss'd the cause, but sought it Here the sad sky glows red with dismal streaks, Such was the sauce of Moab's noble feast, Here lightning from it with short trembling breaks; Till night far spent invites them to their rest: Here the blue flames of scalling brimstone fall, Only the good old prince stays Joab there, Involving swiftly in one ruin all :
And much he tells, and much desires to hear; The fire of trees and houses mounts on high, He tells deeds antique, and the new desires And meets half-way new fires that shower from Of David much, and much of Saul, inquire s. sky.
“Nay gentle guest !” said he, “since nor Some in their arms snatch their dear babes away;
you're in, At once drop down the fathers' arms and they: | The story of your gallant friend begin ;
His birth, his rising, tell, and various fate, Vast as the hill, down which he march'd he' apo
A young tall squire (though then he seem'd not With that he stopp'd, and Joab thus began :
so) “ His birth, great sir! so much to mine is Did from the camp at first before him go ; ty'd,
At first he did, but scarce could follow straight, That praise of that might look from me like Sweating beneath a shield's unruly weight, pride :
On which was wrought the gods and giants Yet, without boast, his veins contain a flood
Rare work! all fill'd with terrour and delight.
Trees and beasts on 't fell burnt with lightning
down; By whose blest match we come no strangers here: One flings a mountain and its river too, From him and your fair Ruth good Obed sprung, Tom up with 't; that rains back on him that From Obed Jesse, Jesse, whom Fame's kindest threw. tongue,
Some from the main to pluck whole islands try;
Which Nature meant 'some tall ship's mast
In choice of some strong neck on which to fall; He with quick strains rais'd them to life and Almost he scorns so weak, so cheap a prey, light.
And grieves to see them trembling haste away.
To try his strength and fate with me in fight:
Spears in your hands and manly swords are
vain ; We and the Earth itself beneath him shook, Get you your spells and conjuring rods again.
Is there no Samson here? O that that there were ! ( These are more tall, more giants far, than he,
'Brave youth,' replies the king, whose daring 'Twas Heaven, Heaven, sure,(which David's glory
Ere come to manhood, leaves it quite behind; Through this whole act) such sacred terrour sent Reserve thy valour for more equal fight, To all our host ; for there was Saul in place, And let thy body grow up to thy sprite. Who ne'er saw fear but in his enemies' face; Thou 'rt yet too tender for so rude a foe, His god-like son there in bright armour shone, Whose touch would wound thee more than bim Who scorn'd to conquer armies not alone :
thy blow: Fate her own book mistrusted at the sight, Nature his limbs only for war made fit, On that side war, on this a single fight.
In thine, as yet, nought beside love she 'as writ. There stood Benaiah, and there trembled too, With some less foe thy unflesh'd valour try ; He who th' Egyptian proud Goliah slew; This monster can be no first victory. In his pale fright, rage through his eyes shot The lion's royal whelp does not at first flame,
[shame; For blood of Basan buils or tigers thirst; He saw his staff, and blush'd with generous In timorous deer he hansels his young paws, Thousands beside stood mute and heartless there, And leaves the rugged bear for firmer claws. Men valiant all ; nor was I us'd to fear.
So vast thy hopes, so unproportion'd be, “ Thus forty days he march'd down'arm'd to Fortune would be ashamid to second thee.' fight,
“ He said, and we all murmur'd an assent; Once every morn be march'd, and once at night. But nought mov'd David from his high intent. Slow rose the Sun, but gallop'd down'apace,
It brave to him, and ominous, does appear, With more than evening blushes in his face : To be oppos'd at first, and conquer here; When Jesse to the camp young David sent ;
Which he resolves. “Scorn not,' said he,ʻinine age; His purpose low, but high was Fate's intent; For victory comes not, like an heritage, For, when the monster's pride he saw and heard, At set-years :-when my father's flock I fed, Round him, he look'd, and wonder'd why they A bear and lion, by fierce hunger led, fear'd.
Broke from the wood and snatch'd my lambs Anger and brave disdain his heart possess'd,
away ; Thoughts more than manly swell'a his youthful From their grim mouths I forc'd the panting breast:
prey : Buch the rewards propos'd his spirit inflame, Both bear and lion ev'n this hand did kill ; Saul's daughter much, and much the voice of On our great oak the bones and jaws hang still. Pame.
My God's the same, which then he was, to day, These to their just intentions strongly move,
And this wild wretch almost the same as they ; Bat chiefly God, and his dear country's love. Who from such danger say'd my flock, will he Resolv'd for combat, to Saul's tent he's brought, Of Israel, his own flock, less careful be?' Wbere thus he spoke as boldly as he fought : * Be't so then,' Saul bursts forth; ‘and thou on • Henceforth no more, great prince, your sacred high breast
Who oft in weakness doth most strength descryWith that huge talking wretch of Gath molest;' At whose dread beck Conquest expecting stands, This hand alone shall end his cursed breath; And casts no look down on the fighters' hands Fear not, the wretch blasphemes himself to death, Assist what thou inspir'st; and let all see, And, cheated with false weight of his own might, , As boys to giants, giants are to thee.' Has challeng'd Heaven, not us to single fight. “ Thus, and with trembling hopes of strange Forbid it, God! that where thy right is try'd,
success, The strength of man should find just cause for In his own arms he the bold youth does dress. pride!
On's head an helm of well-wrought brass is Firm like some rock, and vast, he seems to stand, plac'd, But rocks we know were op'd at thy command: The top with warlike plume severely grac'd ; That soul, which now does such large members His breast a plate cut with rare figures bore, sway,
[away; A sword much practis'd in Death's art he wore : Through one small wound will creep in haste Yet, David, us'd so long to no defence, And he who now dares boldly Heaven defy, But those light arms of spirit and innocence, To every bird of heaven a prey shall lie: No good in fight of that gay burthen knows, For 'tis not human force we ought to fear; But fears his ownarms' weight more than his foes, Did that, alas! plant our forefathers here? He lost himself in that disguise of war, Twice fifteen kings did they by that subdue ? And guarded seems as nien by prisons are ; By that whole nations of Goliahs slew?
He therefore, to exalt the wondrous sight, The wonders they perform'd may still be done ; Prepares now, and disarms himself for fight, Moses and Joshua is, but God's not gone. 'Gainst shield, helm, breast plate ; and instead We'axe lost their rod and trumpets, not their of those, skill;
Five sharp smooth stones from the next brook hą Prayers and belief arc as strong witchcraft still : chose,
And fits them to his sling; then marches down ; | Their jocund shouts th' air like a storm did tear,
With thousand corpse the ways around are “Now in the valley he stands; through's youth
strown, ful face
Till they by the day's flight secure their own. Wrath checks the beauty, and sheds manly Now throngh the cainp sounds nought but Darid's grace,
name, Both in his looks so join'd that they might move All joys, of several stamp and colours, came Fear ev'n in friends, and from an enemy love; From several passions : some his valour praise, Hot as ripe noon, sweet as the blooming day, Some his free speech, some the fair popular Like July furious, but more fair than May.
rays Th' accurs'd Philistian stands on th’ other side, of youth, and beauty, and his modest guise ; Grambling aloud, and smiles 'twixt rage and Gifts that mov'd all, but charm’d the female pride.
eyes. • The plagues of Dagon ! a smooth boy,' said he, Some wonder, some, they thought 't would be so, • A cursed beardless foe oppos'd to me!
swear; Hell! with what arms (hence thou ford child) and some saw angels flying through the air : he's come!
The basest spirits cast back a crooked glance Some friend his mother call to drive him home. On this great act, and fain would give it to Not gone yet? if one minute more thou stay,
Chance. The birds of heaven shall bear thee dead away. Women our host with songs and dances meet, Gods ! a curs'd boy !'-the rest then murmuring With much joy Saul, David with more, they out,
greet. He walks and casts a deadly grin about. Hence the king's politic rage and envy flows, David with cheerful anger in his eyes,
Which first he hides, and seeks his life t'exAdvances boldly on and thus replies:
pose * Thou com'st vain man! all arm'd into the field, To generous dangers, that his hate might clear, And trustest those war toys, thy sword and And Fateor Chance the blame, nay David, bear. shield:
So vain are man's designs ! for Fate and Chance, Thy pride's my spear, thy blasphemies my And Earth and Heaven, conspird to his advance: sword;
His beauty, youth, courage, and wondrous wit, My shield, thy Maker, fool! the mighty Lord In all mankind but Saul did love beget. Of thee and battles; who hath sent forth me Not Saul's own house, not his own nearest blood, Unarm’d thus, not to fight, but conquer thee. The noble cause's sacred truth withstood. In vain shall Dagon, thy false hope withstand ; You 've met, no doubt, and kindly us'd, the In vain thy other god, thine own right hand :
fame Thy fall to man shall Heaven's strong justice Of God-like Jonathan's illustrious name; shew;
A name which every wind to Heaven would bear, Wretch ! 'tis the only good that thou can’st Which men to speak and angels joy to hear. do.'
No angel e'er bore to his brother mind “ He said; our host stood dully silent by; A kindness more exalted and refin'd, And durst not trust their ears against the eye ; Than his to David ; which look'd nobly down,. As much their champion's threats to him they And scorn'd the false alarums of a crown. fcard,
At Dammin field he stood, and from his place Aswhen themonster's threats to them they heard, Leap'd forth the wondrous conqueror to emHis flammg sword the enrag'd Philistian shakes, brace; And haste this ruin with loud curses makes; On him bis mantle, girdle, sword, and bow, Backwards the winds bis active curses blew, On him his heart and soul he did bestow : And fatally round his own head they flew : Not all that Saul could threaten or persuade, For now from David's sling the stone is fled, In this close knot the smallest louseness made. And strikes with joyful noise the monster's head; Oft bis wise care did the king's rage suspend; It strook his forehead, and pierc'd deeply there, His own life's danger shelter'd oft his friend; As swiftly as it pierc'd before the air :
Which he expos'd a sacrifice to fall Down, down he falls, and bites in vain the By th' undiscerning rage of furious Saul. ground:
Nor was young David's active virtue grown Blood, brain, and soul, croud mingled through Strong and triumphant in one sex alone; the wound!
Imperious Beauty tuo it durst invade, So a strong oak, which many years had stood And deeper prints in the soft breast it made : With fair and flourishing boughs itself a wood-For there, to-Esteem and Friendship’s graver Though it might long the axe's violence bear,
name, And play'd with winds which other trees did Passion was pour'd, like oil into the flame. tear
Like two bright eyes in a fair body plac'd, Yet by the thunder's stroke from th' root 'tis Saul's royal house two beauteous daughters rent
grac'd; (So sure the blows that from high Heaven are Merab the first, Michal the younger nam'd, sent!)
Both equally for different glories fam'd. What tongue the joy and wonder can express, Merab with spacious beauty fill'd the sight, Which did that moment our whole host possess ! But too much awe chastis'd the bold delight: