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6 Thou in the lowest pit profound
Hath set me all forlorn,
7 Thy wrath, from which no shelter saves,
Thou break'st upon me all thy waves,
8 Thou dost my friends from me estrange,
And mak'st me odious,
9 Through sorrow, and affliction great,
Mine eye grows dim and dead;
10 Wilt thou do wonders on the dead?
Shall the deceased arise,
11 Shall they thy loving kindness tell
On whom the grave hath hold,
12 In darkness can thy mighty hand
Or wondrous acts be known?
13 But I to thee, O Lord, do cry,
Ere yet my life be spent;
14 Why wilt thou, Lord, my soul forsake,
And hide thy face from me,
15 That am already bruised, and s shake
With terror sent from thee ? 2
As ready to expire;
Astonished with thine ire.
16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow,
Thy threatenings cut me through
1 The Hebrew bears both. 3 Pra coneuisione.
17 All day they round about me go,
Like waves they me pursue.
18 Lover and friend thou hast removed,
And severed from me far:
A PARAPHRASE ON PSALM CXIV.
[This and the following Psalm were done by the Author at fiitel years old.]
When the blest seed of Terah's faithful son,
After long toil, their liberty had won,
And past from Pharian fields to Canaan land,
Led by the strength of the Almighty's hand,
Jehovah's wonders were in Israel shown,
His praise and glory was in Israel known.
That saw the troubled sea, and shivering fled,
And sought to hide his froth-becurled head
Low in die earth; Jordan's clear streams recoil,
As a faint host that hath received the foil.
The high, huge-bellied mountains skip like rams
Amongst their ewes, the little hills like lambs.
Why fled the ocean? And why skipped the mountains?
Why turned Jordan toward his crystal fountains?
Shake, Earth! and at the presence be aghast
Of him that ever was, and aye shall last;
That glassy floods noin rugged rocks can crush,
And make soft rills from fiery flint-stones gush.
Let Us, with a gladsome mind,
Let us blaze his name abroad,
Oh, let us his praises tell,
Who with his miracles doth make
Who by his wisdom did create
Who did the solid earth ordain
Who, by his all commanding might,
And caused the golden-tressed sun
The horned moon to shine by night,
He, with his thunder-clasping hand,
And in despite of Pharao fell,
The ruddy waves he cleft in twain
The floods stood still like walls of glass,
But full soon they did devour
His chosen people he did bless
In bloody battle he brought down
He foiled bold Seon and his host,
And large-limbed Og he did subdue,
And to his servant Israel,
He hath, with a piteous eye,
And freed us from the slavery
All living creatures he doth feed,
Let us therefore warble forth
That his mansion hath on high
For his mercies aye endure.
Ever faithful, ever surtt.
UtJORUM PLERAQUE INTRA ANNUM iETATIS VIOESIKUM CONSCRTPSIT.
Haec qua sequuntur de Authore testimonia, tametsi ipse intelligebat non tam de se quam supra se esse dicta, eo quod prasclaro ingenio viri, nee non amici ita fere solent laudare, ut omnia suis potius virtutibus, quam veritati congruentia nimis cupide amngant, noluit tamen norum egregiam in se voluntatem non esse notam; cum alii praesertim ut id faceret magnopere snaderent. Dum enim nimiee laudis invidiam totis ab se viribus amolitur, sibique quod plus aequo est non attributum esse mavult, judicium interim hominum cordatorum atque iilustrium quin summo sibi honori ducat, negare non potest.
JOANNES BAPTISTA MANSUS, MARCHIO VILLENSIS, NEAPOLITANUS,
JOANNEM MILTONIUM ANGLUM.
Ut mens, forma, decor, facies, mos, si pietas sic,
AD JOANNEM MILTONEM ANGLUM
TETPLICI POESEOS LAUREA CORONANDUM,
Graca nimirum, Latina, atque Hetrusca, Epigramma Joanna
Cede Meles, cedat depressa Mincius urna;
Sebetus Tassum desinat usque loqui;
Nam per te, Milto, par tribus unus erit .