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How he before the thunderous throne doth lie,
List'ning to what unshorn Apollo sings



To th' touch of golden wires, while Hebe brings
Immortal nectar to her kingly sire:
Then passing through the spheres of watchful fire,
And misty regions of wide air next under,
And hills of snow, and lofts of piled thunder,
May tell at length how green-ey'd Neptune raves,
In Heav'n's defiance mustering all his waves;
Then sing of secret things that came to pass
When beldam Nature in her cradle was;
And last of kings and queens and heroes old,
Such as the wise Demodocus once told,
In solemn songs at king Alcinous' feast,
While sad Ulysses' soul, and all the rest,
Are held with his melodious harmony,
In willing chains and sweet captivity.


But fie, my wand'ring Muse, how thou dost stray!
Expectance calls thee now another way,

Thou know'st it must be now thy only bent
To keep in compass of thy predicament:

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36 thunderous] Jortin proposed 'thunderer's throne;' but see P. L. x. 702, thunderous clouds;' and Sylvester's Du Bartas, p. 420. 'Rushing with thundrous roar.'

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Warton and Todd.

87 unshorn] Hor. Od. i. xxi. 2. 'Intonsum, pueri, dicite Cynthium.' And Pind. Pyth. Od. iii. 26. Newton.

40 watchful] Vigiles flammas.' Ov. Art. Am. iii. 463.

Vigil flamma.' Trist. iii. v. 4. Warton.

52 sweet] Tasso, Gier. Lib. c. vi. st. 84. Giogo di servitu dolce e leggiero.' Du Bartas, p. 997. The willing chains of my captivitie.' Warton and Todd.

Then quick about thy purpos'd business come,
That to the next I may resign my room.

Then ENS is represented as father of the Predicaments his ten sons, whereof the eldest stood for Substance with his canons, which ENS, thus speaking, explains.


GOOD luck befriend thee, Son; for at thy birth
The fairy ladies danc'd upon the hearth;
Thy drowsy nurse hath sworn she did them spy
Come tripping to the room where thou didst lie,
And sweetly singing round about thy bed
Strow all their blessings on thy sleeping head. 64
She heard them give thee this, that thou shouldst
From eyes of mortals walk invisible:

[still Yet there is something that doth force my fear, For once it was my dismal hap to hear


A Sibyl old, bow-bent with crooked age
That far events full wisely could presage,
And in time's long and dark prospective glass
Foresaw what future days should bring to pass;
Your son, said she (nor can you it prevent),
Shall subject be to many an accident.
O'er all his brethren he shall reign as king,
Yet every one shall make him underling,
And those that cannot live from him asunder
Ungratefully shall strive to keep him under,
In worth and excellence he shall out-go them,
Yet being above them, he shall be below them; 80
From others he shall stand in need of nothing,


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Yet on his brothers shall depend for clothing.
To find a foe it shall not be his hap,

And peace shall lull him in her flow'ry lap;
Yet shall he live in strife, and at his door
Devouring war shall never cease to roar;
Yea it shall be his natural property

To harbour those that are at enmity.


What pow'r, 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


RIVERS, arise; whether thou be the son

Of utmost Tweed, or Oose, or gulphy Dun,



Or Trent, who like some earth-born giant spreads
His thirty arms along th' indented meads,
Or sullen Mole that runneth underneath,
Or Severn swift, guilty of maiden's death,
Or rocky Avon, or of sedgy Lee,

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. 100

[The rest was prose.]

94 indented] Sylvester's Du Bartas, D. iii. W. 1. Our silver Medway which doth deepe indent The flowerie meadowes of my native Kent.' 98 hallow'd] 'holy Dee.' Randolph's Poems, p. 48, ed. 1640.





THIS is the month, and this the happy morn,
Wherein the Son of heav'n's eternal king,
Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born,
Our great redemption from above did bring;
For so the holy sages once did sing,

That he our deadly forfeit should release,
And with his Father work us a perpetual peace.


That glorious form, that light unsufferable,
And that far-beaming blaze of majesty,
Wherewith he wont at heav'n's high council-table

To sit the midst of Trinal Unity,

He laid aside; and here with us to be,

Forsook the courts of everlasting day,


And chose with us a darksome house of mortal clay.


Say, heav'nly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein
Afford a present to the Infant God?

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,
To welcome him to this his new abode,


Now while the heav'n by the sun's team untrod, Hath took no print of the approaching light, 20 And all the spangled host keep watch in squadrons bright?


See how from far upon the eastern road

The star-led wizards haste with odours sweet

O run, prevent them with thy humble ode,
And lay it lowly at his blessed feet;
Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet,


And join thy voice unto the Angel quire, From out his secret altar touch'd with hallow'd fire.

19 sun's team] Henry IV. P. I. act iii. sc. 4. 'heavenly-harness'd team.'


28 star-led] 'The starre-led sages that would Christ behold.' Bancroft's Sec. B. of Epigrams, Ep. 228. Todd. Storer's Life of Wolsey, p. 21.

'When wise magicians wandered far awide

To find the place of our Messiah's birth.'

28 wizards] Spenser's F. Q. iv. xii. 2. 'antique wizards.' i. iv. 12. and strong advizement of six wizards old.' Warton. 'The Syracusan wizard did invent.' Storer's Life of Wolsey, p. 12. And Fitz Geffrey's Holy Raptures, p. 37. 17.

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