TO CYRIAC SKINNER.* 5 CYRIAC, whose grandsire, on the royal bench To measure life learn thou betimes, and know TO THE SAME. CYRIAC, this three-years-day those eyes, though clear, To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot In liberty's defence, my noble task, 10 *Cyriac Skinner was the son of William Skinner, Esq. and grandson of Sir Vincent Skinner, and his mother was daughter of the famous Lord Chief Justice Coke. Mr. Wood relates that he was one of Harrington's political club, and sometimes held the chair; and further adds, that he was a merchant's son of London, an ingenious young gentleman, and scholar to John Milton. Of which all Europe rings from side to side. This thought might lead me through the world's vain mask Content, though blind, had I no better guide. ON HIS DECEASED WIFE.* METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused saint And such, as yet once more I trust to have Her face was veil'd; yet, to my fancied sight, 10 Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shin'd So clear, as in no face with more delight: But O! as to embrace me she inclin'd, I wak'd; she fled; and day brought back my night. *This was his second wife, Catharine, the daughter of Captain Woodcock of Hackney, who lived with him not above a year after their marriage, and died in child-bed of a daughter. PSALMS. PSALM I. [Done into verse, 1653.] LESS'D is the man who hath not walk'd astray nd in his law he studies, day and night. for sinners in th' assembly of just men. 5 10 or the Lord knows the upright way of the just, 15 ind the way of bad men to ruin must. PSALM II. [Done August 8, 1653.] Terzetti. WHY do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations Their twisted cords: He, who in heaven doth dwell, Shall laugh; the Lord shall scoff them: then severe Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell And fierce ire trouble them; but I, saith he, Anointed have my King (though ye rebel) On Sion my holy hiil. A firm decree I will declare the Lord to me hath said, Thou art my Son, I have begotten thee This day; ask of me, and the grant is made; As thy possession I on thee bestow 10 15 The Heathen; and as thy conquest to be sway'd, Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low With iron sceptre bruis'd, and them disperse 20 And now be wise at length, ye kings averse, 25 PSALM III. [August 9, 1653.] When he fled from Absalom. LORD, how many are my foes! That in arms against me rise! That of my life distrustfully thus say; Th' exalter of my head I count; Unto Jehovah, he full soon replied, Was the Lord. Of many millions I fear not, though encamping round about, Rise, Lord; save me, my God; for thou On the cheek-bone, all my foes; Hast broke the teeth. Lord; This help was from the Thy blessing on thy people flows. PSALM IV. [August 10, 1653.] ANSWER me when I call, And set at large; now spare, Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer. Great ones, how long will ye My glory have in scorn? 5 I How long be thus forborn Still to love vanity? To love, to seek, to prize 10 Things false and vain, and nothing else but lies? Yet know the Lord hath chose, Chose to himself apart, The good and meek of heart; (For whom to choose he knows,) Jehovah from on high Will hear my voice, what time to him I cry. Be awed, and do not sin; Speak to your hearts alone Upon your beds, each one, And be at peace within: Offer the offerings just Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust. Many there be that say, Who yet will show us good? Talking like this world's brood But, Lord, thus let me pray; 15 20 25 |