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But rob and spoil, burn, flaughter, and inslave 75

Peaceable nations, neighb'ring, or remote,

Made captive, yet deserving freedom more

Than those their conquerors, who leave behind

Nothing but ruin wheresoe'er they rove,

And all the flourishing works of peace destroy, 80

Then swell with pride, and must be titled Gods,

Great Benefactors of mankind, Deliverers,

Worshipt with temple, priest and sacrifice;

One is the son of Jove, of Mars the other;

Till conqu'ror Death discover them scarce men, 85

Rolling in brutish vices, and deform'd,

Violent or shameful death their due reward.

But if there be in glory ought os good,

It may by means far disferent be attain'd

Without ambition, war, or violence; go

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 honor patient Job? 95

Poor Socrates (who next more memorable?)

By what he taught and fuffer'd for so doing,

For truth's fake susfering death unjust, lives now

Equal in fame to proudest conquerors.

Yet if for fame and glory ought be done, 100

Ought fusfer'd; if young African for fame

His wasted country freed from Punic rage,


The deed becomes unprais'd, the man at least,
And loses, though but verbal, his reward.
Shall I seek glory then, as vain men seek, 105

Oft not deserv'd? I seek not mine, but his
Who sent me', and thereby witness whence I am.

To whom the Tempter murm'ring thus reply'd.
Think not so flight of glory; therein least
Resembling thy great Father: he seeks glory, no
And for his glory all things made, all things
Orders and governs; nor content in Heaven
By all his Angels glorify'd, requires
Glory from men, from all men good or bad,
Wife or unwise, no difference, no exemption; 115
Above all sacrifice, or hallow'd gift
Glory' he requires, and glory he receives
Promiscuous from all nations, Jew, or Greek,
Or barbarous, nor exception hath declared;
From us his foes pronounc'd glory' he exacts. 120

To whom our Saviour fervently reply'd.
And reason; since his word all things produc'd
Though chiefly not for glory as prime end,
But to show forth his goodness, and impart
His good communicable to every foul 125

Freely; of whom what could he less expect
Than glory' and benediction, that is thanks,
The flightest, easiest, readiest recompense
From them who could return him nothing else,
And not returning that would likeliest render 130

Ga ConContempt instead, dishonor, obloquy?

Hard recompense, unsuitable return

For so much good, so much beneficence.

But why should man seek glory, who' of his own

Hath nothing, and to whom nothing belongs 135

But condemnation, ignominy', and shame?

Who for so many benefits receiv'd

Turn'd recreant to God, ingrate and false,

And so of all true good himself despoil'd,

Yet, sacrilegious, to himself would take 140

That which to God alone os right belongs;

Yet so much bounty is in God, such grace,

That who advance his glory, not their own,

Them he himself to glory will advance.

So spake the Son of God; and here again 145 Satan had not to answer, but stood struck With guilt of his own sin, for he himself Insatiable os glory had lost all, Yet of another plea bethought him soon.

Of glory, as thou wilt, said he, so deem, 150 Worth or not worth the seeking, let it pass: But to a kingdom thou art born, ordain'd To sit upon thy father David's throne; By mother's side thy father; though thy right Be now in powerful hands, that will not part 155 Easily from possession won with arms: Judæa now and all the promis'd land, Reduc'd a province under Roman yoke,

Obeys Obeys Tiberius; nor is always rul'd

With temp'rate sway; oft have they violated 160

The temple, oft the law with soul affronts,

Abominations rather, as did once

Antiochus: and think'st thou to regain

Thy right by sitting still or thus retiring?

So did not Maccabeus: he indeed 165

Retired into the desert, but with arms;

And o'er a mighty king so oft prevail'd,

That by strong hand his family obtain'd,

Tho'priests, the crown, andDavid's throne usurp'd,

With Modin and her suburbs once content. 170

If kingdom move thee not, let move thee zeal

And duty; zeal and duty are not stow;

But 00 occasion's forelock watchful wait.

They themselves rather are occasion best,

Zeal of thy Father's house, duty to free 175

Thy country from her Heathen servitude;

So shalt thou best fulfil, best verify

The prophets old, who fung thy endless reign;

The happier reign the sooner it begins;

Reign then; what canst thou better do the while? i 80

To whom our Saviour answer thus return'd. All things are best fulfill'd in their due time, And time there is for all things, Truth hath said: If of my reign prophetic Writ hath told, That it shall never end, so when begin 185

The Father in his purpose hath decreed,


He in whose hand all times and seasons roll.
What if he hath decreed that I shall first
Be try'd in humble state, and things adverse,
By tribulations, injuries, insults, 190

Contempts, and scorns, and snares, and violence.
Suffering, abstaining, quietly expecting,
Without distrust or doubt, that he may know
What I can suffer, how obey? who best
Can suffer, best can do; best reign, who sirst 195
Well hath obey'd; just trial ere I merit
My exaltation without change or end.
But what concerns it thee when I begin
My everlasting kingdom, why art thou
Solicitous, what moves thy inquisition? 200

Know'st thou not that my rising is thy fall,
And my promotion will be thy destruction?

To whom the Tempter inly rack'd reply'd.
Let that come when it comes; all hope is lost
Of my reception into grace; what worse? 205
For where no hope is left, is left no fear:
If there be worse, the expectation more
Of worse torments me than the feeling can.
I would be at the worst; worst is my port,
My harbour and my ultimate repose, 210

The end I would attain, my final good.
My error was my error, and my crime
My crime; whatever for itself condemn'd,
And will alike be punish'd whether thou

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