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Why leap'd the hills? why did the mountains shake? What ail'd them, their fix'd natures to forsake ? Fly where thou wilt, O sea !
And Jordan's current cease! Jordan, there is no need of thee;
For at God's word, whene'er he please, The rocks shall weep new waters forth instead of
Thus sung the great-Musician to his lyre;
He had himself by David wounded been:
A bloody troop of his own guards he sends
she loved so well. Upon their palace' top, beneath a row Of lemon-trees, which there did proudly grow, And with bright stores of golden fruit repay The light they drank from the sun's neighbouring (A small but artful Paradise) they walk d, (rayAnd hand in hand sad gentle things they talk'd. Here Michal first an armed troop espies (So faithful and so quick are loving eyes!) Which march’d, and often glister'd, through a wood, That on right-hand of her fair palace stood; [kill She saw them; and cry'd out,“ They're come to My dearest lord; Saul's spear pursues thee still. Behold his wicked guards ! haste quickly, fly! For Heaven's sake, haste! my dear lord, do not Ah, cruel father! whose ill-natured rage [die ! Neither thy worth, nor marriage, can assuage! Will he part those he join'd so late before ? Were the two-hundred foreskins worth no more? He shall not part us ; (then she wept between). At yonder window thou mayst ’scape unseen; This hand shall let thee down! stay not, but haste; 'Tis not my use to send thee hence so fast.”
“ Best of all women !” he replies—and this Scarce spoke, she stops his answer with a kiss ; “Throw notaway,” said she, “thy precious breath; Thou stay’st too long within the reach of death.”
Timely he' obeys her wise advice; and straight
“ It cannot be,” said he,“ no, can it ? shall Our great ten-thousand-slayer idly fall? The silly rout thinks God protects him still ; But God, alas ! guards not the bad from ill. Oh may guard him!
his members be
He will be else too small for our vast hate ;
-shall I then stay So long? good and great actions hate delay. Some foolish piety, perhaps, or he That has been still mine honour's
enemy, Samuel, may change or cross my just intent, And I this formal pity soon repent: Besides, Fate gives him me, and whispers this, That he can fly no more, if we should miss; Miss! can we miss again? Go, bring him straight, Though gasping out his soul ; if the wish'd date Of his accursed life be almost past, Some joy 'twill be to see him breathe his last.” The troop return’d, of their short virtue' asham’d, Saul's courage praised, and their own weakness
blamed ; But when the pious fraud they understood, Scarce the respect due to Saul's sacred blood, Due to the sacred beauty in it reign'd, From Michal's murder their wild rage restrain'd. She' alleged the holiest chains that bind a wife, Duty and love; she' alleged that her own life,
Had she refused that safety to her lord,
the ground; then runs he wild about, Lashing his angry tail, and roaring out; Beasts creep into their dens, and tremble there; Trees, though no wind is stirring, shake with fear; Silence and horror fill the place around; Echo itself dares scarce repeat the sound.
Midst a large wood that joins fair Rama's town (The neighbourhood fair Rama's chief renown) A college stands, where at great Prophets' feet The Prophets' Sons with silent diligence meet; By Samuel built, and moderately endow'd, Yet more to his liberal tongue than hands they
owed ; There himself taught, and, his bless'd voice to hear, Teachers themselves lay proud beneath him there. The house was a large square, but plain and low; Wise Nature's use Art strove not to outgo: An inward square by well-ranged trees was made; And, midst the friendly cover of their shade, A
pure, well-tasted, wholesome fountain rose; Which no vain cost of marble did enclose ;