Temptation and all guile on him to try; So to fubvert whom he suspected rais'd To end his reign on earth so long enjoy'd: But contrary unweeting he fulfill'd The purpos'd counfel pre-ordain'd and fix'd Of the moft High, who in full frequence bright Of Angels, thus to Gabriel fmiling spake.
Gabriel, this day by proof thou shalt behold, Thou and all Angels converfant on earth With man or men's affairs, how I begin To verify that folemn meffage late, On which I fent thee to the virgin pure In Galilee, that she should bear a fon
Great in renown, and call'd the Son of God;
Then toldst her doubting how these things could be To her a virgin, that on her should come
The Holy Ghost, and the pow'r of the Highest O'er-fhadow her: this man born and now up-grown, To fhow him worthy of his birth divine And high prediction, henceforth I expose To Satan; let him tempt and now afsay His utmoft fubtlety, because he boasts
And yaunts of his great cunning to the throng 145. Of his apoftafy; he might have learnt Lefs overweening, fince he fail'd in Job, Whose constant perfeverance overcame Whate'er his cruel malice could invent.
He now shall know I can produce a man
Of female feed, far abler to refiftˆ
All his folicitations, and at length
All his vaft force, and drive him back to Hell, Winning by conqueft what the first man lost
By fallacy furpris'd. But first I mean
To exercise him in the wilderness,
There fhall he firft lay down the rudiments Of his great warfare, ere I fend him forth To conquer Sin and Death, the two grand foes, By humiliation and strong sufferance: His weakness fhall o'ercome Satanic ftrength, And all the world, and mafs of finful flesh; That all the Angels and ethereal Powers, They now, and men hereafter may difcern, From what confummate virtue I have chofe This perfect man, by merit call'd my Son, To earn falvation for the fons of men.
So fpake th' eternal Father, and all Heaven Admiring flood a space, then into hymns Burft forth, and in celeftial measures mov'd, Circling the throne and finging, while the hand Sung with the voice, and this the argument.
Victory' and triumph to the Son of God Now entring his great duel, not of arms, But to vanquish by wisdom hellish wiles. The Father knows the Son; therefore fecure Ventures his filial virtue, though untry'd, Against whate'er may tempt, whate'er feduce. Allure, or terrify, or undermine.
Be fruftrate all ye ftratagems of Hell,
And devilish machinations come tɔ nought.
So they in Heav'n their odes and vigils tun'd: Mean while the Son of God, who yet fome days Lodg'd in Bethabara where John baptiz'd,
Mufing and much revolving in his breast, How beft the mighty work he might begin
Of Saviour to mankind, and which way firft Publifh his God-like office now mature, One day forth walk'd alone, the Spirit leading, And his deep thoughts, the better to converse With folitude, till far from track of men, Thought following thought, and step by step led on, He enter'd now the bord'ring defert wild,
And with dark shades and rocks environ'd round, His holy meditations thus purfu'd. -
O what a multitude of thoughts at once Awaken'd in me fwarm, while I confider What from within I feel myself, and hear What from without comes often to my ears, Ill forting with my prefent ftate compar'd! When I was yet a child, no childish play To me was pleafing; all my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thence to do What might be public good; myfelf I thought Born to that end, born to promote all truth, All righteous things: therefore above my years, The law of God I read, and found it sweet, Made it my whole delight, and in it grew. To fuch perfection, that ere yet my age Had measur'd twice fix years, at our great feast I went into the temple, there to hear The teachers of our law, and to propose What might improve my knowledge or their own; And was admir'd by all yet this not all To which my fpi'rit afpir'd; victorious deeds. Flam'd in my heart, heroic acts, one while To rescue Ifrael from the Roman yoke, Then to fubdue and quell o'er all the earth Brute violence and proud tyrannic power,
Till truth were freed, and equity restor❜d: Yet held it more humane, more heav'nly first By winning words to conquer willing hearts, And make perfuafion do the work of fear; At least to try, and teach the erring foul Not wilfully mif-doing, but unware Mifled; the ftubborn only to fubdue.
Thefe growing thoughts my mother foon perceiving By words at times caft forth inly rejoic'd, And faid to me apart, High are thy thoughts
O Son, but nourish them and let them foar
To what highth facred virtue and true worth Can raife them, though above example high; By matchlefs deeds exprefs thy matchless Sire. For know, thou art no fon of mortal man ; Though men efteem thee low of parentage, Thy father is th' eternal King who rules
All Heav'n and Earth, Angels and Sons of men;
A meffenger from God foretold thy birth
Conceiv'd in me a virgin, he foretold
Thou should'st be great and fit on David's throne, 240
And of thy kingdom there fhould be no end.
At thy nativity a glorious quire
Of Angels in the fields of Bethlehem fung
To fhepherds watching at their folds by night, And told them the Meffiah now was born
Where they might see him, and to thee they came, Directed to the manger where thou lay'st, For in the inn was left no better room: A ftar, not feen before, in Heav'n appearing Guided the wife men thither from the east, To honor thee with incenfe, myrrh, and gold,
By whose bright courfe led on they found the place, Affirming it thy ftar new grav'n in Heaven,
By which they knew the king of Ifrael born. Juft Simeon and prophetic Anna, warn'd
By vifion, found thee in the temple', and spake Before the altar and the vested priest,
Like things of thee to all that present stood. This having heard, strait I again revolv'd
The law and prophets, fearching what was writ Concerning the Meffiah, to our scribes
Known partly, and foon found of whom they fpake I am; this chiefly, that my way must lie Through many a hard affay ev'n to the death, Ere I the promis'd kingdom can attain,
Or work redemption for mankind, whofe fins Full weight must be transferr'd upon my head. Yet neither thus difhearten'd or difmay'd, The time prefix'd I waited, when behold The Baptift (of whofe birth I oft had heard, Not knew by fight) now come, who was to come Before Meffiah and his way prepare.
I as all others to his baptism came,
Which I believ'd was from above; but he
Strait knew me, and with loudeft voice proclam'd 275
Me him (for it was shown him fo from Heaven) Me him whofe harbinger he was; and first Refus'd on me his baptifm to confer,
As much his greater, and was hardly won: But as I rofe out of the laving stream, Heav'n open'd her eternal doors, from whence The Spi'rit defcended on me like a dove, And laft the fum of all, my Father's voice, Audibly heard from Heav'n, pronounc'd me his, Me his beloved Son, in whom alone
He was well pleas'd; by which I knew the time Now full, that I no more should live obscure,
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