At will the manlieft, refoluteft breast,
As the magnetic hardest iron draws.
Women, when nothing else, beguil'd the heart Of wifeft Solomon, and made him build, And made him bow to the Gods of his wives. To whom quick answer Satan thus return'd; Belial, in much uneven fcale thou weigh'ft All others by thy felf; because of old
Thou thy felf doat'dft on woman kind, admiring 175 Their fhape, their colour, and attractive grace, None are, thou think'ft, but taken with fuch toys. Before the Flood thou with thy lufty crew Falfe titled Sons of God, roaming the earth Caft wanton eyes on the daughters of men, And coupled with them, and begot a race. Have we not feen, or by relation heard, In Courts and Regal chambers how thou lurk'dft, In wood or grove by moffie fountain fide, In valley or green meadow to way-lay Some Beauty rare, Calisto Clymene,
Daphne, or Semele, Antiopa,
Or Amymone, Syrinx, many more
Too long, then lay'dft thy fcapes on names ador'd,
Apollo, Neptune, Jupiter or Pan,
Satyr, or Fawn, or Silvan? But thefe haunts
Delight not all, among the Sons of men,
Of beauty and her lures, eafily fcorn'd
How many have with a fmile made fmall account
All her affaults, on worthier things intent? Remember that Pellean Conqueror, A youth, how all the beauties of the east He flightly view'd, and flightly overpass'd; How he firnam'd of Africa difmifs'd In his prime youth the fair Iberian maid. For Solomon, he liv'd at eafe, and full
Of honour, wealth, high fare, aim'd not beyond
Higher defign than to enjoy his ftate;
Thence to the bait of Women lay expos'd.
But he whom we attempt is wiser far Than Solomon, of more exalted mind Made and fet wholly on th' accomplishment Of greatest things; what Woman will you find, Though of this age the wonder and the fame, On whom his leifure will vouchsafe an eye Of fond defire? or should she confident, As fitting Queen ador'd on beauty's throne, Defcend with all her winning charms begirt T'enamour, as the zone of Venus once Wrought that effect on Jove, fo fables tell, How would one look from his majestick brow, Seated as on the top of virtue's hill, Discount'nance her defpis'd, and put to rout All her array; her female pride deject, - Or turn to rev'rent awe? for beauty ftands In th' admiration only of weak minds Led captive; ceafe t'admire, and all her plumes Fall flat and fhrink into a trivial toy, At ev'ry fudden flighting quite abasht: Therefore with manlier objects we must try His conftancy, with fuch as have more fhew Of worth, of honour, glory, and popular praife; Rocks whereon greateft men have often wreck'd; Or that which only feems to fatisfie Lawful defires of nature, not beyond; And now I know he hungers where no food Is to be found, in the wild wilderness;
The reft commit to me, I fhall let pafs
No advantage, and his ftrength as oft aflay.
He ceas'd, and heard their grant in loud acclaim:
Then forthwith to him takes a chofen band
Of Spirits likeft to himself in guile,
To be at hand, and at his beck appear,
If cause were to unfold fome active fcene Of various perfons each to know his part; Then to the defart takes with these his flight; Where still from hade to fhade the Son of God
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