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In worth and excellence he shall out-go them,
And Peace shall lull him in her flowery lap;
What power, what force, what mighty spell, if not Your learned hands can loose this Gordian knot?"
The next QUANTITY and QUALITY spake in prose; then RELATION was called by his name.
RIVERS, arise; whether thou be the son
Or coaly Tine, or ancient hallow'd Dee;
Or Humber loud, that keeps the Scythian's name; Or Medway smooth, or royal-tower'd Thame.*
[The rest was prose.]
* It his hard to say, in what sense, or in what manner, this introduction of the rivers was to be applied to the subject. Warton.
ON THE ADMIRABLE DRAMATIC POET,
WHAT needs my Shakspeare, for his honour'd bones,
Or that his hallow'd reliques should be hid
Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,
Hast built thyself a live-long monument.
For whilst, to' the shame of slow-endeavouring art,
Who sickened in the time of his vacancy; being forbid to go to London, by reason of the plague.
HEHE lies old Hobson; Death hath broke his girt, And here, alas! hath laid him in the dirt;
*This Epitaph is dated 1630, in Milton's own edition of his poems in 1673.
+Hobson, the Cambridge carrier, died Jan. 1, 1630, while the plague was in London.
Or else the ways being foul, twenty to one,
In the kind office of a chamberlain
Show'd him his room where he must lodge that night,
Hobson has supt, and's newly gone to bed.'
ANOTHER ON THE SAME.
HERE lieth one, who did most truly prove
So hung his destiny, never to rot
While he might still jog on and keep his trot,
Time numbers motion, yet (without a crime
In Bishopsgate-street, London.
Nor were it contradiction to affirm,
Fainted, and died, nor would with ale be quicken'd; "Nay,' quoth he, on his swooning bed outstretch'd, If I mayn't carry, sure I'll ne'er be fetch'd,
But vow, though the cross doctors all stood hearers,
Obedient to the moon he spent his date
In course reciprocal, and had his fate
Yet (strange to think) his wain was his increase:
ON THE NEW FORCERS OF CONSCIENCE UNDER THE
BECAUSE you have thrown off your Prelate-Lord,
From them whose sin ye envied, not abhorr'd; Dare ye for this abjure the civil sword
To force our consciences that Christ set free,
Taught ye by mere A. S.* and Rotherford ?† Men, whose life, learning, faith, and pure intent, Would have been held in high esteem with Paul, Must now be nam'd and printed Heretics By shallow Edwards‡ and Scotch what d'ye call:§ But we do hope to find out all your tricks, Your plots and packing worse than those of Trent; That so the Parliament
May, with their wholesome and preventive shears, Clip your phylacteries, though balk your ears,
And succour our just fears, When they shall read this clearly in your charge, 'New Presbyter is but old Priest writ large.'
* Adam Steuart, a divine of the church of Scotland, and the author of several polemical tracts: some portions of which com. mence with A. S. only prefixed.
+ Samuel Rotherford, or Rutherford, one of the chief commissioners of the church of Scotland, and professor of divinity in the university of St. Andrew. He published a great variety of Calvinistic tracts.
Thomas Edwards, minister, a pamphleteering opponent of Milton; whose plan of independency he assailed with shallow invectives.
Perhaps Henderson, or Galaspie, Scotch divines: the former of whom appears as a loving friend,' in Rutherford's Joshua Redivivus; and the latter was one of the ecclesiastical commissioners at Westminster.