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But oh, that yet he would repent and live !
up to all the height his frame could bear!
government; And mine as requisite as their consent: Without
my leave a future king to chuse, Infers a right the present to depose. True, they petition me to approve their choice: But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voice.
My pious subjects for my safety pray;
friends remove, Nor crowds have power to punish ere they prove ; For Gods and god-like kings their care express, Still to defend their servants in distress. Oh, that my power to saving were confin'd! Why am I fore’d, like heaven, against my mind, To make examples of another kind ? Must I at length the sword of justice draw ? Oh curft effects of necessary law ! How ill my fear they by my mercy scan! Beware the fury of a patient man. Law they require, let law then shew her face ; They could not be content to look on grace,
Her hinder parts, but with a daring eye
is still superior found; When long driv’n back at length it stands the
ground. He said : Th’Almighty nodding gave consent; And peals of thunder shook the firmament. Henceforth a series of new time began, The mighty years in long procession ran: Once more the god-like David was restor’d, And willing nations knew their lawful lord.
R E A D E R.
N the year 1680 Mr. Dryden undertook the
poem of Abfalom and Achitophel, upon the desire of king Charles the second. The performance was applauded by every one ; and several persons pressing him to write a second part, he, upon declining it himself, spoke to Mr. Tate to write
him his advice in the direction of it; and that part beginning with
“ Next these, a troop of busy spirits press,”
and ending with
“ To talk like Doeg, and to write like thee."
containing near two hundred verses, were intirely Mr. Dryden's compositions, besides fome touches in cther places.