The leffer gods, that shar'd his profperous ftate,
All fuffer'd in the exil'd Thunderer's fate.

The rabble now such freedom did enjoy,
As winds at fea, that use it to destroy :
Blind as the Cyclop, and as wild as he,
They own'd a lawless savage liberty,
Like that our painted ancestors fo priz'd,
Ere empire's arts their breafts had civiliz'd.
How great were then our Charles's woes, who thus
Was forc'd to fuffer for himself and us!

He, tofs'd by fate, and hurry'd up and down,
Heir to his father's forrows, with his crown,
Could taste no sweets of youth's defir'd age;
But found his life too true a pilgrimage.
Unconquer'd yet in that forlorn eftate,
His manly courage overcame his fate.

His wounds he took, like Romans, on his breast,
Which by his virtue were with laurels dreft.
As fouls reach heaven while yet in bodies pent,
So did he live above his banishment.

That fun, which we beheld with cozen'd eyes
Within the water, mov'd along the skies.
How eafy 'tis, when destiny proves kind,
With full-spread fails to run before the wind!
But thofe that 'gainst stiff gales laveering go,
Must be at once refolv'd and fkilful too.
He would not, like foft Otho, hope prevent,
But stay'd and suffer'd fortune to repent.
Thefe virtues Galba in a stranger fought,
And Pifo to adopted empire brought.

How fhall I then my doubtful thoughts exprefs,
That must his fufferings both regret and bless?
For when his early valour Heaven had croft;
And all at Worc'fter but the honour loft;
Forc'd into exile from his rightful throne,
He made all countries where he came his own;
And, viewing monarchs' fecret arts of sway,
A royal factor for his kingdoms lay,
Thus banish'd David fpent abroad his time,
When to be God's anointed was his crime;
And when refter'd, made his proud neighbours rue
Thofe choice remarks he from his travels drew.
Nor is he only by afflictions fhown

To conquer other realms, but rule his own:
Recovering hardly what he loft before,

His right endears it much; his purchase more.
Inur'd to fuffer ere he came to reign,
No rafh procedure will his actions stain :
To bufinefs ripcn'd by digeftive thought,
His future rule is into method brought :
As they, who first proportion understand,
With easy practice reach a master's hand.
Well might the ancient poets then confer
On night the honour'd name of Counseller,
Since, ftruck with rays of profperous fortune blind,
We light alone in dark afflictions find.
In fuch adverfities to fcepters train'd,

The name of Great his famous grandfire gain'd:
Who yet a king alone in name and right,
With hunger, cold, and angry Jove did fight;

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Shock'd by a covenanting league's vast powers,
As holy and as catholic as our's:

'Till fortune's fruitless spite had made it known,
Her blows not fhook but riveted his throne.
Some lazy ages, loft in fleep and ease,
No action leave to bufy chronicles :
Such, whofe fupine felicity but makes
In ftory chafms, in epocha mistakes;

O'er whom Time gently shakes his wings of down,
'Till with his filent fickle they are mown.
Such is not Charles's too too active age,
Which, govern'd by the wild diftemper'd rage
Of fome black star infecting all the skies,
Made him at his own coft like Adam wife.
Tremble ye nations, which fecure before,

Laugh'd at those arms that 'gainst ourselves we bore;
Rouz'd by the lash of his own stubborn tail,
Our lion now will foreign foes affail.

With alga who the facred altar ftrews?
To all the fea gods Charles an offering owes :
A bull to thee, Portunus, shall be slain,
A lamb to you, ye tempefts of the main :
For thofe loud ftorms that did against him roar,
Have caft his shipwreck'd veffel on the shore.
Yet as wife artists mix their colours fo,
That by degrees they from each other go;
Black steals unheeded from the neighbouring white,
Without offending the well-cozen'd fight:

So on us stole our bleffed change; while we
Th' effect did feel, but fcarce the manner fee.

Frofls that conftrain the ground, and birth deny
To flowers that in its womb expecting lie,
Do seldom their ufurping power withdraw,
But raging floods pursue their hasty thaw.
Our thaw was mild, the cold not chas'd away,
But loft in kindly heat of lengthen'd day.
Heaven would no bargain for its bleffings drive,
But what we could not pay for, freely give.
The Prince of peace would like himself confer
A gift unhop'd, without the price of war:
Yet, as he knew his bleffing's worth, took care,
That we should know it by repeated prayer;

Which form'd the fkies, and ravifh'd Charles from thence,
As heaven itself is took by violence.

Booth's forward valour only ferv'd to fhow,

He durft that duty pay we all did owe :

Th' attempt was fair; but heaven's prefixed hour
Not come fo, like the watchful traveller
That by the moon's mistaken light did rise,
Lay down again, and clos'd his weary eyes.
'Twas Monk, whom Providence defign'd to loose
Thofe real bonds false freedom did impose.
The bleffed faints, that watch'd this turning fcene,
Did from their stars with joyful wonder lean,
To fee fmall clues draw vafteft weights along,
Not in their bulk but in their order ftrong.
Thus pencils can by one flight touch restore
Smiles to that changed face that wept before.
With cafe fuch fond chimaeras we pursue:
As fancy frames for fancy to fubdue :

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But when ourselves to action we betake,

It fhuns the mint like gold that chemists make.
How hard was then his talk! at once to be
What in the body naturally we see ?
Man's architect diftinctly did ordain

The charge of muscles, nerves, and of the brain,
Through viewlefs conduits fpirits to dispense;
The fprings of motion from the feat of sense.
'Twas not the hafty product of a day,
But the well-ripen'd fruit of wife delay.
He, like a patient angler, ere he strook,
Would let him play a while upon the hook.
Our healthful food the ftomach labours thus,
At first embracing what it straight doth crush.
Wife leaches will not vain receipts obtrude,
While growing pains pronounce the humours crude :
Deaf to complaints they wait upon the ill,
Till fome fafe crifis authorize their skill.
Nor could his acts too clofe a vizard wear,

To 'fcape their eyes whom guilt had taught to fear,
And guard with caution that polluted neft,
Whence Legion twice before was difpoffeft:
Once facred houfe; which when they enter'd in,
They thought the place could fanctify a fin;
Like thofe that vainly hop'd kind heaven would wink,
While to excess on martyrs' tombs they drink.
And as devouter Turks firft warn their fouls

To part, before they tafte forbidden bowls :
So thefe, when their black crimes they went about,
First timely charm'd their ufelcfs confcience out.

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