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Bears him aloft, reluctant, and in vain,
Writhing his fpiry Tail. [Spoke by Ulyffes.]
So the imperial Eagle does not stay

Till the whole Carcafs he devour,
That's fall'n into his Pow'r;

As if his gen'rous Hunger understood,
That he can never want Plenty of Food:
He only fucks the tafteful Blood,

And to fresh Game flies chearfully away,

Row, Uly

To Kites and meaner Birds he leaves the mangled Prey. Cowl.

EARTHQUAKE.

Earth felt the Wound, and Nature, from her Seat,
Sighing, thro' all her Works gave Signs of Woe.
As when pent Vapours run their hollow Round,
Earthquakes, which are Convulfions of the Ground,
Break bell'wing forth, and no Confinement brook,
Till the third fettles what the former fhook.

So the pent Vapours, with a rumbling Sound,
Heave from below, and rend the hollow Ground:
A founding Flaw fucceeds, and from on high
The Gods with Hate behold the nether Sky.
The Ghofts repine at violated Night,

Milt.

Dryd.

And curfe th'invading Sun, and ficken at the Sight. Dry. Virg.

ЕСНО.

Tir'd with the rough Denials of my Pray'r
From that hard She whom I obey,

I come, and find a Nymph much gentler here,
That gives Confent to all I fay.

Ah! gentle Nymph, who lik'ft fo well

In hollow folitary Caves to dwell,

Her Heart being fuch, into it go,
And do but once from thence answer me fo.
Complaifant Nymph! who doft thus kindly fhare

In Griefs whofe Caufe thou do'ft not know;
Had'st thou but Eyes as well as Tongue and Ear,

How much Compaffion would'st thou shew!
Thy Flame, whilft living, or a Flow'r,
Was of lefs Beauty, and lefs ravishing Pow'r :
Alas I might as easily

Paint thee to her, as defcribe her to thee.
By repercuffion Beams ingender Fire;

Shapes by Reflexion Shapes beget;
The Voice it felf, when ftop'd, does back retire,
And a new Voice is made by it.
Thus things by Oppofition

The Gainers grow: My barren Love alone

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Does from her ftony Breaft rebound,
Producing neither Image, Fire, nor Sound.
He forc'd the Valleys to repeat
The Accents of his fad Regret;
And Echo from the hollow Ground
His doleful Wailings did refound;
More wiftfully by many times,

Than in fmall Poets fplay-foot Rhymes,
That make her, in their ruthful Stories,
To answer to Inter'gatories,

And most unconscionably depofe
To things of which the nothing knows:
And when the has faid all the can say,
'Tis wrefted to the Lover's Fancy.
Echo in others Words her Silence breaks,
Speechless her felf but when another fpeaks:
She can't begin, but waits for the Rebound,
To catch his Voice and to return the Sound.
Hence 'tis fhe prattlesin a fainter Tone,

Cowl.

Hud

With mimick Sounds, and Speeches not her own. Add. Ovid.

ECLIPSE.

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The filver Moon is all o'er Blood:

A fettling Crimson ftains her beauteous Face;
A vaft Eclipfe darkens the lab'ring Planet.
Sound there, found all our Inftruments of War,
Clarions and Trumpets, Silver, Brafs, and Iron,
And beat a thousand Drums to help her Labour.
Shorn of his Beams, the Sun
In dim Eclipfe difaftrous Twilight sheds
On half the Nations, and with Fear of Change
Perplexes Monarchs.

Struggling in dark Eclipfe, and fhooting Day

Lee Oedip.

Milt.

On either Side of the black Orb that veil'd him. Dryd. Don Seb.
EDUCATION. See Religion.

Children, like tender Oziers, take the Bow,
And as they first are fafhion'd always grow:
For what we learn in Youth, to that alone
In Age we are by fecond Nature prone.

While thy moift Glay is pliant to Command,
Unwrought, and eafy to the Potter's Hand;
Now take the Mold, now bend thy Mind to feel
The firft fharp Motions of the forming Wheel.
Souldierly Education.

Strong from the Cradle, of a sturdy Brood, We bear our new-born Infants to the Flood;

Dryd. Jun. Juv.

Dryd. Perf

There

There, bath'd amid the Stream, our Boys we hold,
With Winter harden'd, and inur'd to Cold:
They wake before the Day to range the Wood,
Kill e'er they eat, nor taste unconquer'd Food.
No Sports but what belong to War they know,
To break the ftubborn Colt, to bend the Bow:
Our Youth, of Labour patient, earn their Bread,
Always at work, with frugal Diet fed;
From Ploughs and Harrows fent to feek Renown,.
They fight in Fields, and ftorm the fhaken Town.
No Part of Life from Toils of War is free;
No Change in Age, or Diff'rence in Degree:
We plough and till in Arms; our Oxen feel,
Inftead of Goads, the Spur and pointed Steel.
Th'inverted Lance makes Furrows in the Plain :
Our Helms defend the Young, difguife the Grey,
We live by Plunder, and delight in Prey.

ELDER BROTHER.

Is not the Elder

By Nature pointed out for Preference?

Is not his Right enroll'd among thofe Laws

Dryd. Virg.

Which keep the World's vaft Frame in beauteous Order?
Ask those thou nam'dft but now what made them Lords?
What Titles had they had, if Merit only

Could have conferr'd a Right? if Nature had not
Strove hard to thrust the worst-deferving firft,
And ftampt the noble Mark of Eldership
Upon their bafer Metal?

Birthright's a vulgar Road to kingly Sway,

'Tis ev'ry dull-got elder Brother's Way.

Dropt from above, he lights into a Throne,
Grows of a Piece with that he fits upon:

Row. Amb. Stepm,

(Auren.

Heav'ns Ghoice! a low, inglorious, rightful Drone! Dryd.
My Claim to her by Eldership I prove.
Age is a Plea in Empire, not in Love.

I lov'd her firft, and cannot quit my Claim,
But will preserve the Birthright of my Paffion.

ELEMENTS.

For this eternal World is faid of old,
But four prolifick Principles to hold;
Four diff'rent Bodies: Two to Heav'n afcend,
And other two down to the Centre tend:
Fire first with Wings expanded mounts on high,
Pure, void of Weight, and dwells in upper Sky:

Dryd. Ind. Emp.

Otw. Orph,

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Dryd. Ovid.

Then Air, because unclog'd in empty Space,
Flies after Fire, and claims the fecond Place ;
But, weighty Water, as her Nature guides,
Lies on the Lap of Earth, and Mother Earth fubfides:
All things are mix'd of thefe, which all contain,
And into thefe are all refolv'd again.
Earth rarifies to Dew, expanded more,
The fubtil Dew in Air begins to foar,
Spreads as the flies, and weary of her Name,
Extenuates ftill, and changes into Flame.
Thus having by Degrees Pefection won,
Reftlefs, they foon untwift the Web they fpun;
And Fire begins to loose her radiant Hue,
Mix'd with grofs Air, and Air defcends to Dew;
And Dew condenfing does her Form forego,
And finks a heavy Lump of Earth below.

The Force of Fire afcended firft on high,
And took its Dwelling in the vaulted Sky;
Then Air fucceeds, in Lightnefs next to Fire,
Whose Atoms from unactive Earth retire;
Earth finks beneath, and draws a num'rous Throng
Of pond'rous, thick, unweildy Seeds along :
About her Coafts unruly Waters roar,

And, ring on a Ridge, infult the Shoar.

ELEPHANT. See Paradife.
ELIZIU M.

The verdant Fields with thofe of Heav'n may vie,

With Ether vefted, and a purple Sky.

The blissful Seats of happy Souls below;

Stars of their own, and their own Sun they know.
Their airy Limbs in Sports they exercise,

And on the Green contend the Wreftlers Prize.
Some in heroick Verfe divinely fing,
Others in artful Measures lead the Ring:
The Chiefs behold their Chariots from afar,

Their fhining Arms, and Courfers train'd to War:
Their Lances fix'd in Earth, their Steeds around,
Free from their Harnefs, graze the flow'ry Ground.
The Love of Horses which they had alive,
And Care of Chariots, after Death furvive.
Some chearful Souls were feafting on the Plain
Some did the Song, and fome the Choir maintain.
Here Patriots live, who for their Countries Good,
In fighting Fields were prodigal of Blood.
Priefts of unblemish'd Lives here make Abode,
And Poets worthy their infpiring God.

Dryd. Ovid.

And

And fearching Wits of more mechanick Parts,
Who grac'd their Age with new invented Arts.
Thofe who to Worth their Bounty did extend,
And those who knew that Bounty to commend:
The Heads of these, which holy Fillets bound,
And all their Temples were with Garlands crown'd.
In no fix'd Place the happy Souls refide;

In Groves they live, and lie on moffy Beds,

By crystal Streams that murmur thro' the Meads. Dryd. Virg.
There in the Lands of unexhaufted Light,
O'er which the God-like Sun's unweary'd Sight

Ne'er winks in Clouds, or fleeps in Night.
An endless Spring of Age the Good enjoy:
Where neither Want does pinch, nor Plenty cloy.
There neither Earth, nor Sea they plow,
Nor ought to Labour owe

For Food, that while it nourishes does decay,
And in the Lamp of Life confumes away.
Soft-footed Winds with tuneful Voices there
Dance thro' the perfum'd Air.

There filver Rivers thro' enamel'd Meadows glide,
And golden Trees enrich their Side.
Th'illuftrious Leaves no dropping Autumn fear,
And Jewels for their Fruit they bear;
Which by the Bleft are gathered

For Bracelets to the Arm, and Garlands to the Head. Cowl.Pind.
Loose Breezes on their airy Pinions play,

And with refreshing Sweets perfume the Way:
Cold Streams thro' flow'ry Meadows gently glide,
And as they pafs, their painted Banks they chide.
Thefe blifsful Plains no Blights nor Mildews fear,

The Flow'rs ne'er fade, and Shrubs are Myrtles here. GAT.
ELOQUENCE.

Whene'er he fpeaks, Heav'n! how the lift'ning Throng Dwell on the melting Mufick of his Tongue:

His Arguments are th'Emblems of his Mien;
Mild, but not faint; and forcing, tho' ferene :
And when the Pow'r of Eloquence he'd try,
Here Lightning ftrikes you, there foft Breezes figh.
His Tongue

Gar.

Dropt Manna, and could make the worse appear
The better Reason, to perplex and dash
Matureft Counfels: For his Thoughts were low,
To Vice induftrious, but to nobler Deeds
Tim'rous and flothful; yet he pleas'd the Ear.

Milt.

Nectar divine flow'd from his heavenly Tongue, And on his charming Lips Perfwasion hung.

Blat.

He

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