Of other women, by the birth I bore; In such a season born, when scarce a shed Could be obtained to shelter him or me From the bleak air; a stable was our warmth, A manger his; yet soon enforced to fly Thence into Egypt, till the murderous king Were dead, who sought his life, and missing filled With infant blood the streets of Bethlehem: From Egypt home returned, in Nazareth Hath been our dwelling many years; his life Private, unactive, calm, contemplative, Little suspicious to any king; but now, Full grown to man, acknowledged, as I hear, By John the Baptist, and in public shown, Son owned from Heaven by his Father's voice, I looked for some great change; to honour? no; But trouble, as old Simeon plain foretold, That to the fall and rising, he should be Of many in Israel, and to a sign
Spoken against, that through my very soul A sword shall pierce: this is my favoured lot, My exaltation to afflictions high; Afflicted I may be, it seems, and blest; I will not argue that, nor will repine.
But where delays he now? some great intent Conceals him: when twelve years he scarce had seen,
I lost him, but so found, as well as saw He could not lose himself, but went about
Threatens than our expulsion down to hell. |I, as I undertook, and with the vote Consenting in full frequence was empowered, Have found him, viewed him, tasted him; but find Far other labour to be undergone
Than when I dealt with Adam, first of men, Though Adam by his wife's allurement fell, However to this Man inferior far;
If he be man by mother's side, at least With more than human gifts from Heaven adorned, Perfections absolute, graces divine, And amplitude of mind to greatest deeds. Therefore I am returned, lest confidence Of my success with Eve in Paradise Deceive ye to persuasion over sure Of like succeeding here: I summon all Rather to be in readiness, with hand Or counsel to assist; lest I, who erst Thought none my equal, now be overmatched.”
So spake the old Serpent, doubting; and from all With clamour was assured their utmost aid At his command: when from amidst them rose Belial, the dissolutest spirit that fell, The sensualist, and, after Asmodai, The fleshliest incubus; and thus advised. "Set women in his eye, and in his walk, Among daughters of men the fairest found: | Many are in each region passing fair As the noon sky; more like to goddesses
Expert in amorous arts, enchanting tongues Pursuasive, virgin majesty with mild And sweet allayed, yet terrible to approach; Skilled to retire, and, in retiring, draw Hearts after them tangled in amorous nets. Such object hath the power to soften and tame Severest temper, smooth the rugged'st brow Enerve, and with voluptuous hope dissolve, Draw out with credulous desire, and lead At will the manliest, resolutest breast, As the magnetic hardest iron draws. Women, when nothing else beguiled the heart Of wisest Solomon, and made him build, And made him bow, to the gods of his wives."
His Father's business; what he meant I mused,Than mortal creatures; graceful and discreet, Since understood; much more his absence now Thus long to some great purpose he obscures. But I to wait with patience am inured; My heart hath been a storehouse long of things And sayings laid up, portending strange events." Thus Mary, pondering oft, and oft to mind Recalling what remarkably had passed Since first her salutation heard, with thoughts Meekly composed awaited the fulfilling: The while her son, tracing the desert wild, Sole, but with holiest meditations fed, Into himself descended, and at once All his great work to come before him set; How to begin, how to accomplish best His end of being on earth, and mission high: For Satan, with sly preface to return, Had left him vacant, and with speed was gone Up to the middle region of thick air, Where all his potentates in council sat; There, without sign of boast, or sign of joy, Solicitous and blank, he thus began. "Princes, Heaven's ancient sons, thrones,
To whom quick answer Satan thus returned. "Belial, in much uneven scale thou weighest All others by thyself: because of old
Thou thyself doted'st on womankind, admiring Their shape, their colour, and attractive grace, None are, thou think'st, but taken with such toys. Before the flood, thou with thy lusty crew, ethereal False titled sons of God, roaming the earth, Cast wanton eyes on the daughters of men, And coupled with them, and begot a race. Have we not seen, or by relation heard, In courts and regal chambers how thou lurk'st, In wood or grove, by mossy fountain side, In valley or green meadow, to waylay Some beauty rare, Calisto, Clymene,
Demonian spirits now, from the element Each of his reign allotted, rightlier called Powers of fire, air, water, and earth beneath. (So may we hold our place and these mild seats Without new trouble,) such an enemy Is risen to invade us, who no less
Daphne, or Semele, Antiopa,
Or Amymone, Syrinx, many more Too long; then lay'st thy scapes on names adored, Apollo, Neptune, Jupiter, or Pan,
Satyr, or Faun, or Sylvan? But these haunts Delight not all; among the sons of men,
How many have with a smile made small account Of Beauty and her lures, easily scorned, All her assaults, on worthier things intent! Remember that Pellean conqueror,
A youth, how all the beauties of the east He slightly viewed, and slightly overpassed; How he surnamed of Africa dismissed, In his prime youth, the fair Iberian maid. For Solomon, he lived at ease, and full Of honour, wealth, high fare, aimed not beyond Higher design than to enjoy his state; Thence to the bait of women lay exposed: But he whom we attempt is wiser far Than Solomon, of more exalted mind, Made and set wholly on the accomplishment Of greatest things. What woman will you find, Though of this age the wonder and the fame, On whom his leisure will vouchsafe an eye Of fond desire? or should she, confident, As sitting queen adored on Beauty's throne, Descend with all her winning charms begirt To enamour, as the zone of Venus once Wrought that effect on Jove, so fables tell: How would one look from his majestic brow, Seated as on the top of virtue's hill, Discountenance her despised, and put to rout All her array; her female pride deject, Or turn to reverent awe! for beauty stands In the admiration only of weak minds
"Where will this end? four times ten days I've
Wandering this woody maze, and human food Nor tasted, nor had appetite; that fast To virtue I impute not, or count part Of what I suffer here; if nature need not, Or God support nature without repast Though needing, what praise is it to endure? But now I feel I hunger, which declares Nature hath need of what she asks; yet God Can satisfy that need some other way, Though hunger still remain; so it remain Without this body's wasting, I content me, And from the sting of famine fear no harm; Nor mind it, fed with better thoughts, that feed Me hungering more to do my Father's will."
It was the hour of night, when thus the Son Communed in silent walk, then laid him down Under the hospitable covert nigh
Of trees thick interwoven; there he slept, And dreamed, as appetite is wont to dream, Of meats and drinks, nature's refreshment sweet: Him thought, he by the brook of Cherith stood, And saw the ravens with their horny beaks Food to Elijah bringing, even and morn, Though ravenous, taught to abstain from what they brought:
He saw the prophet also, how he fled Into the desert, and how there he slept Under a juniper; then how awaked He found his supper on the coals prepared, And by the angel was bid rise and eat, And eat the second time after repose, The strength whereof sufficed him forty days: Sometimes that with Elijah he partook,
Led captive; cease to admire, and all her plumes Or as a guest with Daniel at his pulse. Fall flat, and shrink into a trivial toy, At every sudden slighting quite abashed: Therefore with manlier objects we must try His constancy; with such as have more show Of worth, of honour, glory, and popular praise; Rocks, whereon greatest men have oftest wrecked; Or that which only seems to satisfy Lawful desires of nature, not beyond; And now I know he hungers, where no food Is to be found, in the wide wilderness: The rest commit to me; I shall let pass No advantage, and his strength as oft assay." He ceased, and heard their grant in loud ac- claim:
Then forthwith to him takes a chosen band Of spirits, likest to himself in guile, To be at hand, and at his beck appear, If cause were to unfold some active scene Of various persons, each to know his part: Then to the desert takes with these his flight; Where, still from shade to shade, the Son of God After forty days fasting had remained, Now hungering first, and to himself thus said.
Thus wore out night; and now the herald lark Left his ground-nest, high towering to descry The morn's approach, and greet her with his song; As lightly from his grassy couch up rose Our Saviour, and found all was but a dream; Fasting he went to sleep, and fasting waked. Up to a hill anon his steps he reared, From whose high top to ken the prospect round, If cottage were in view, sheep-cote, or herd; But cottage, herd, or sheep-cote none he saw; Only in a bottom saw a pleasant grove, With chant of tuneful birds resounding loud: Thither he bent his way, determined there To rest at noon; and entered soon the shade High roofed and walks beneath, and alleys brown, That opened in the midst a woody scene; Nature's own work it seemed, nature taught art, And, to a superstitious eye, the haunt
Of woodgods and woodnymphs: he viewed it round.
When suddenly a man before him stood, Not rustic as before, but seemlier clad, As one in city, or court, or palace bred,
And with fair speech these words to him addressed. "With granted leave officious I return, But much more wonder that the Son of God In this wild solitude so long should bide, Of all things destitute, and, well I know, Not without hunger. Others of some note, As story tells, have trod this wilderness; The fugitive bondwoman, with her son Outcast Nebaioth, yet found here relief By a providing angel; all the race
Of Israel here had famished, had not God Rained from Heaven manna; and that prophet bold,
Native of Thebez, wandering here was fed Twice by a voice inviting him to eat:
Of thee these forty days none hath regard, Forty and more deserted here indeed."
Than Ganymed or Hylas; distant more Under the trees now tripped, now solemn stood, Nymphs of Diana's train, and Naiades With fruits or flowers from Amalthea's horn, And ladies of th' Hesperides, that seemed Fairer than famed of old, or fabled since Of fairy damsels, met in forests wide By nights of Logres, or of Lyones, Lancelot, or Pelleas, or Pellenore:
And all the while harmonious airs were heard Of chiming strings, or charming pipes; and winds Of gentlest gale Arabian odours fanned
From their soft wings, and Flora's earliest smells. Such was the splendour; and the Tempter now His invitation earnestly renewed.
"What doubts the Son of God to sit and eat? These are not fruits forbidden; no interdict
To whom thus Jesus. "What conclud'st thou Defends the touching of these viands pure; hence?
They all had need; I, as thou seest, have none." "How hast thou hunger then?" Satan replied. "Tell me if food were now before thee set, Would'st thou not eat?" "Thereafter as I like The giver," answered Jesus. "Why should that Cause thy refusal ?" said the subtle fiend. "Hast thou not right to all created things? Owe not all creatures by just right to thee Duty and service, nor to stay till bid, But tender all their power? nor mention I Meats by the law unclean, or offered first To idols, those young Daniel could refuse; Nor proffered by an enemy, though who Would scruple that, with want oppressed? hold,
Nature ashamed, or, better to express,
Their taste no knowledge works, at least of evil, But life preserves, destroys life's enemy, Hunger, with sweet restorative delight. All these are spirits of air, and woods, and springs, Thy gentle ministers, who come to pay Thee homage, and acknowledge thee their Lord: What doubt'st thou, Son of God? sit down and eat."
To whom thus Jesus temperately replied. "Said'st thou not that to all things I had right? And who withholds my power that right to use? Shall I receive by gift what of my own,
When and where likes me best, I can command? I can at will, doubt not, as soon as thou, Be- Command a table in this wilderness,
And call swift flights of angels ministrant Arrayed in glory on my cup to attend:
Troubled, that thou should'st hunger, hath pur- Why should'st thou then obtrude this diligence,
From all the elements her choicest store, To treat thee, as beseems, and as her Lord, With honour: only deign to sit and eat."
He spake no dream; for, as his words had end, Our Saviour lifting up his eyes beheld, In ample space under the broadest shade, A table richly spread in regal mode, With dishes piled, and meats of noblest sort And savour; beasts of chase, or fowl of game, In pastry built, or from the spit, or boiled, Grisamber-steamed ;* all fish, from sea or shore, Freshet or purling brook, of shell or fin, And exquisitest name, for which was drained Pontus, and Lucrine bay, and Afric coast. (Alas, how simple, to these cates compared, Was that crude apple that diverted Eve!) And at a stately side-board, by the wine That fragrant smell diffused, in order stood Tall stripling youths rich clad, of fairer hue
*"Grisamber-steamed"-Scented with ambergris; a species of luxury in Milton's time.
In vain, where no acceptance it can find? And with my hunger what hast thou to do? Thy pompous delicacies I contemn,
And count thy specious gifts no gifts, but guiles.” To whom thus answered Satan malcontent. "That I have also power to give thou seest; If of that power I bring thee voluntary What I might have bestowed on whom I pleased, And rather opportunely in this place Choose to impart to thy apparent need, Why should'st thou not accept it? but I see What I can do or offer is suspect;
Of these things others quickly will dispose, Whose pains have earned thee far-fet spoil." With that
Both table and provision vanished quite With sound of harpies' wings and talons heard; Only the importune Tempter still remained, And with these words his temptation pursued.
"By hunger, that each other creature tames, Thou art not to be harmed, therefore not moved; Thy temperance, invincible besides, For no allurements yields to appetite;
And all thy heart is set on high designs, High actions: but wherewith to be achieved? Great acts require great means of enterprise; Thou art unknown, unfriended, low of birth, A carpenter thy father known, thyself Bred up in poverty and straits at home, Lost in a desert here and hunger-bit:
Which way, or from what hope dost thou aspire To greatness? whence authority derivest ? What followers, what retinue canst thou gain, Or at thy heels the dizzy multitude,
Longer than thou canst feed them on thy cost? Money brings honour, friends, conquest, and realms :
What raised Antipater the Edomite,
And his son Herod placed on Judah's throne, Thy throne, but gold that got him puissant friends? Therefore, if at great things thou would'st arrive, Get riches first, get wealth, and treasure heap, Not difficult, if thou hearken to me: Riches are mine, fortune is in my hand; They whom I favour thrive in wealth amain While virtue, valour, wisdom sit in want."
To whom thus Jesus patiently replied. "Yet wealth without these three is impotent To gain dominion, or to keep it gained. Witness those ancient empires of the earth, In height of all their flowing wealth dissolved: But men endued with these have oft attained In lowest poverty to highest deeds; Gideon and Jeptha, and the shepherd lad, Whose offspring on the throne of Judah sat So many ages, and shall yet regain That seat, and reign in Israel without end. Among the heathen, (for throughout the world To me is not unknown what hath been done Worthy of memorial,) canst thou not remember Quintius, Fabricius, Curius, Regulus? For I esteem those names of men so poor, Who could do mighty things, and could contemn Riches, though offered from the hand of kings. And what in me seems wanting, but that I May also in this poverty as soon Accomplish what they did, perhaps, and more? Extol not riches then, the toil of fools,
Passions, desires, and fears, is more a king; Which every wise and virtuous man attains; And who attains not, ill aspires to rule Cities of men, or headstrong multitudes, Subject himself to anarchy within, Or lawless passions in him, which he serves. But to guide nations in the way of truth | By saving doctrine, and from error lead To know, and, knowing, worship God aright, Is yet more kingly; this attracts the soul, Governs the inner man, the nobler part; That other o'er the body only reigns, And oft by force, which, to a generous mind, So reigning, can be no sincere delight. Besides, to give a kingdom hath been thought Greater and nobler done, than to lay down Far more magnanimous, than to assume. Riches are needless then, both for themselves, And for thy reason why they should be sought, To gain a sceptre, oftest better missed."
Satan, in a speech of much flattering commendation, endeavours to awaken in Jesus a passion for glory, by particu larizing various instances of conquests achieved, and great actions performed, by persons at an early period of life. Lord replies, by showing the vanity of worldly fame, and the improper means by which it is generally attained; and contrasts with it the true glory of religious patience and virtuous wisdom, as exemplified in the character of Job. Satan justifies the love of glory from the example of God himself, who requires it from all his creatures. Jesus detects the fallacy of this argument, by showing that, as goodness is the true ground on which glory is due to the great Creator of all things, sinful man can have no right whatever to it.-Satan then urges our Lord respecting his claim to the throne of David: he tells him that the kingdom of Judea, being at that time a province of Rome, can not be got possession of without much personal exertion on his part, and presses him to lose no time in begin. ning to reign. Jesus refers him to the time allotted for this, as for all other things; and after intimating somewhat respecting his own previous sufferings, asks Satan, why he should be so solicitous for the exaltation of one, whose rising was destined to be his fall. Satan replies, that his own desperate state, by excluding all hope, leaves little room for fear; and that, as his own punishment was equally doomed, he is not interested in
The wise man's cumbrance, if not snare; more apt preventing the reign of one, from whose apparent benevolence
To slacken virtue, and abate her edge,
Than prompt her to do aught may merit praise. What if with like aversion I reject
Riches and realms? yet not, for that a crown, Golden in show, is but a wreath of thorns, Brings dangers, troubles, cares, and sleepless nights,
To him who wears the regal diadem, When on his shoulders each man's burden lies; For therein stands the office of a king, His honour, virtue, merit, and chief praise, That for the public all this weight he bears. Yet he who reigns within himself, and rules
he might rather hope for some interference in his favour.Satan still pursues his former incitements; and, supposing that the seeming reluctance of Jesus to be thus advanced might arise from his being unacquainted with the world and its glories, conveys him to the summit of a high mountain, and from thence shows him most of the kingdoms of Asia, par.
ticularly pointing out to his notice some extraordinary mili
tary preparations of the Parthians to resist the incursions of the Scythians. He then informs our Lord, that he showed him this purposely that he might see how necessary military exertions are to retain the possession of kingdoms, as well as to subdue them at first: and advises him to consider how impossible it was to maintain Judea against two such powerful neighbours as the Romans and Parthians, and how necessary it would be to form an alliance with one or other of them. At the same time he recommends, and engages to secure to him
that of the Parthians; and tells him that by this means his For glory's sake, by all thy argument. power will be defended from any thing that Rome or Cæsar For what is glory but the blaze of fame, might attempt against it, and that he will be able to extend
his glory wide, and especially to accomplish, what was par
ticularly necessary to make the throne of Judea really the throne of David, the deliverance and restoration of the ten tribes, still in a state of captivity. Jesus having briefly noticed the vanity of military efforts and the weakness of the arm of flesh, says, that when the time comes for ascending his
allotted throne he shall not be slack; he remarks on Satan's extraordinary zeal for the deliverance of the Israelites, to whom he had always shown himself an enemy, and declares their servitude to be the consequence of their idolatry: but adds, that at a future time it may perhaps please God to recall them, and restore them to their liberty and native land.
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while, as mute confounded what to say, What to reply, confuted, and convinced Of his weak arguing and fallacious drift; At length, collecting all his serpent wiles, With soothing words renewed, him thus accosts. "I see thou knowest what is of use to know, What best to say canst say, to do canst do; Thy actions to thy words accord; thy words To thy large heart give utterance due; thy heart Contains of good, wise, just, the perfect shape. Should kings and nations from thy mouth consult, Thy counsel would be as the oracle
Urim and Thummim, those oraculous gems On Aaron's breast; or tongue of seers old Infallible: or wert thou sought to deeds That might require the array of war, thy skill Of conduct would be such, that all the world Could not sustain thy prowess, or subsist In battle, though against thy few in arms. These godlike virtues wherefore dost thou hide, Affecting private life, or more obscure In savage wilderness? wherefore deprive All earth her wonder at thy acts, thyself, The fame and glory; glory the reward That sole excites to high attempts, the flame Of most erected spirits, most tempered pure Ethereal, who all pleasures else despise, All treasures and all gain esteem as dross, And dignities and powers all but the highest? Thy years are ripe, and overripe; the son Of Macedonian Philip had ere these Won Asia, and the throne of Cyrus held At his dispose; young Scipio had brought down The Carthaginian pride; young Pompey quelled The Pontic king, and in triumph had rode. Yet years, and to ripe years judgment mature, Quench not the thirst of glory, but augment. Great Julius, whom now all the world admires, The more he grew in years, the more inflamed With glory, wept that he had lived so long Inglorious: but thou yet art not too late.”
To whom our Saviour calmly thus replied. "Thou neither dost persuade me to seek wealth For empire's sake, nor empire to affect
The people's praise, if always praise unmixed? And what the people but a herd confused, A miscellaneous rabble, who extol Things vulgar, and, well weighed, scarce worth the praise?
They praise, and they admire, they know not what, And know not whom, but as one leads the other; And what delight to be by such extolled, To live upon their tongues and be their talk, Of whom to be dispraised were no small praise? His lot who dares be singularly good. The intelligent among them and the wise Are few, and glory scarce of few is raised. This is true glory and renown, when God Looking on the earth with approbation marks The just man, and divulges him through Heaven To all his angels, who with true applause Recount his praises: thus he did to Job, When, to extend his fame through Heaven and earth,
As thou to thy reproach may'st well remember, He asked thee, 'Hast thou seen my servant Job?' Famous he was in Heaven, on earth less known; Where glory is false glory, attributed To things not glorious, men not worthy of fame. They err, who count it glorious, to subdue By conquest far and wide, to overrun Large countries, and in field great battles win, Great citics by assault: what do these worthies, But rob and spoil, burn, slaughter, and enslave Peaceable nations, neighbouring, or remote, Made captive, yet deserving freedom more Than those their conquerors, who leave behing Nothing but ruin wheresoe'er they rove, And all their flourishing works of peace destroy; Then swell with pride, and must be titled gods, Great benefactors of mankind, deliverers, Worshipped with temple, priest, and sacrifice? One is the Son of Jove, of Mars the other; Till conqueror Death discover them scarce men, Rolling in brutish vices, and deformed, Violent or shameful death their due reward. But if there be in glory aught of good, It may by means far different be attained, Without ambition, war, or violence; By deeds of peace, by wisdom eminent, By patience, temperance: I mention still Him, whom thy wrongs with saintly patience borne,
Made famous in a land and times obscure; Who names not now with honour patient Job? Poor Socrates, (who next more memorable?) By what he taught, and suffered for so doing, For truth's sake suffering death, unjust, lives now Equal in fame to proudest conquerors. Yet if for fame and glory aught be done, Aught suffered; if young African for fame
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