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And ride us with a classick hierarchy

Taught ye by mere A. S. and Rotherford?
Men, whose life, learning, faith, and pure intent
Would have been held in high esteem with Paul,

Must now be named and printed Ilereticks
By shallow Edwards and Scotch what d'ye call:

But we do hope to find out all your tricks,
Your plots and packing, worse than those of Trent;

That so the Parliament
May, with their wholesome and preventive shears,
Clip your phylacteries, though bauk your ears,

And succour our just fears,
When they shall read this clearly in your charge;
New Presbyter is but Old Priest writ large.

8. Taught ye by mere A.S. The inde views as the prelates before them were to pendents were now contending for tole their own, he left them, and joined the ration. In 1613 their principal leaders Independents or Congregationalists. He published a pamphlet with this title, held, as all Congregationalisis now hold, * An Apologeticall Narration of some that every body of believers that meet Ministers formerly exiles in the Nether together for mutual improvement, inlands, now members of the Assembly struction, and worship is & complete of Divines. Humbly submitted to the church in itself, independent, capable of honourable Houses of Parliament.” This transacting its own business, electing its piece was answered by one A. S., the per- own pastor, bishop, or ruling eliter, adminson intended by Milton.--T. WARTON. isteringits own discipline. and determining

Rotherford. Samuel Rutherford, or finally all ecclesiastical matters that may Rotherfoord, was one of the chief com- properly come before it. He says" Every missioners of the Church of Scotland, church, however small its numbers, is to who sat with the Assembly at Westmin. be considered as in itself an integral and ster, and who concurred in settling the perfect church, 80 far as it regards its regrand points of preal yterian discipline. ligious rites; nor has it any superior on lle was professor of divinity in the uni- earth, whether individual, or assembly, versity of St. Andrew's, and has left a or convention, to whom it can be lawfully great variety of Calvinistic tracts. He required to renuer submission." Matt. was an arowed enemy to the independ. xviii. 17-20, especially ver. 17; Acts xiv. 23, ents, as appears from his “ Disputation Milton also maintained that all true on pretended Liberty of Conscience, and sincere believers not only have an 1619." Iti hence easy to see, why Roth- equal right to preach the gospel, but that erford was an obnoxious character to Mil- it is their duty so to do. He says-" Any ton.-T. WARTON.

TRANSLATIONS.

THE FIFTH ODE OF HORACE, LIB. I. What slender youth, bedew'd with liquid odours, Courts thee on roses in some pleasant cave

Pyrrha ? For whom bind'st thou

In wreaths thy golden hair,
Plain in thy neatness? O, how oft shall he
On faith and changed gods complain, and seas

Rough with black winds, and storms

Unwonted shall admire!
Who now enjoys thee credulous, all gold,
Who always vacant, always amiable

Hopes thee, of flattering gales

Unmindful. Hapless they,
To whom thou untried seem'st fair! Me, in my vow'd
Picture, the sacred wall declares to have hung

My dank and dropping weeds
To the stern God of sea.

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FROM GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH. Brutus thus addresses Diana in the country of Leogecia :

Goddess of shades, and huntress, who at will Walk'st on the rowling spheres, and through the deep; On thy third reign, the earth, look now, and tell What land, what seat of rest, thou bidd'st me seek, What certain seat, where I may worship thee

For aye, with temples vow'd and virgin quires.
To whom, sleeping before the altar, Diana answers in a vision, the

same night:
Brutus, far to the west, in the ocean wide,
Beyond the realm of Gaul, a land there lies,
Sea-girt it lies, where giants dwelt of old;
Now void, it fits thy people: thither bend
Thy course; there shalt thou find a lasting seat;
There to thy sons another Troy shall rise,
And kings be born of thee, whose dreadful might
Shall awe the world, and conquer nations bold.

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FROM DANTE. -I
Ah, Constantinel of how much ill was cause,
Not thy conversion, but those rich domains
That the first wealthy pope received of thee!

FROM DANTE.—II.
FOUNDED in chaste and humble poverty,
'Gainst them that raised thee dost thou lift thy horn,
Impudent whore? where hast thou placed thy hope?
In thy adulterers, or thy ill-got wealth?
Another Constantine comes not in haste.

FROM ARIOSTO.
THEN pass'd he to a flowery mountain green,
Which once smelt sweet, now stinks as odiously:
This was the gift, if you the truth will have,
That Constantine to good Sylvester gave.

FROM HORACE.—I.
Whom do we count a good man? Whom but he
Who keeps the laws and statutes of the senate,
Who judges in great suits and controversies,
Whose witness and opinion wins the cause?
But his own house, and the whole neighbourhood,
Sees his foul inside through his whited skin.

FROM HORACE.—II.
- LAUGHING, to teach the truth,
What hinders! As some teachers give to boys
Junkets and knacks, that they may learn apace.

FROM HORACE.—III.
- Joking decides great things,
Stronger and better oft than earnest can.

FROM EURIPIDES. This is true liberty, when freeborn men, Having to advise the publick, may speak free ; Which he who can, and will, deserves high praise: Who neither can, nor will, may hold his peace: What can be juster in a state than this?

FROM SOPHOCLES.
'Tis you that say it, not I. You do the deeds,
And your ungodly deeds find me the words.

FROM SENECA.
- THERE can be slain
No sacrifice to God more acceptable,
Than an unjust and wicked king.

PSALMS.

PSALM 1.

Done into verse, 1653.
Bless'd is the man who hath not walk'd astray
In counsel of the wicked, and in the way
Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat
Of scorners hath not sat. But in the great
Jehovah's law is ever his delight,
And in his law he studies day and night.
He shall be as a tree, which planted grows
By watery streams, and in his season knows
To vield his fruit, and his leaf shall not fall:
And what he takes in hand shall prosper all.
Not so the wicked; but as chaff which fann'd
The wind drives, so the wicked shall not stand
In judgment, or abide their trial then,
Nor sinners in the assembly of just men.
For the Lord knows the upright way of the just,
And the way of bad men to ruin must.

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PSALM II.

Done August 8, 1653.
Why do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations

Muse a vain thing, the kings of the earth upstand

With power, and princes in their congregations Lay deep their plots together through each land

Against the Lord and his Messiah dear?

Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear,

Their twisted cords: He, who in heaven doth dwell,

Shall laugh; the Lord shall scoff them; then, severe, Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell And fierce ire trouble them; but I, saith he,

Anointed have my King (though ye rebel) On Sion, my holy hill. A firm decree

I will declare: the Lord to me hath said,

Thou art my Son, I have begotten thee
This day: ask of me, and the grant is made;

As thy possession I on thee bestow

The heathen; and, as thy conquest to be sway'd, Earth's utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low

With iron sceptre bruised, and them disperse

Like to a potter's vessel shiver'd so.
And now be wise at length, ye kings averse;

Be taught, ye judges of the earth; with fear

Jehovah serve, and let your joy converse With trembling: kiss the Son, lest he appear

In anger, and ye perish in the way,

If once his wrath take fire, like fuel sere. Happy all those who have in him their stay!

PSALM III. August 9, 1653.

When he fled from Absalom.
LORD, how many are my foes !

How many those,
That in arms against me rise!

Many are they,
That of my life distrustfully thus say;
No help for him in God there lies.
But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory,

Thee, through my story,
The exalter of my head I count:

Aloud I cried
Unto Jehovah: He full soon replied,
And heard me from his holy mount.
I lay and slept; I waked again ;

For my sustain
Was the Lord. Of many millions

The populous rout
I fear not, though, encamping round about,
They pitch against me their pavilions.
Rise, Lord; save me, my God; for Thou

Hast smote ere now
On the cheek-bone all my foes;

Of men abhorr'd
Hast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord;
Thy blessing on thy people flows.

PSALM IV. August 10, 1653.
Answer me when I call,
God of my righteousness;
In straits, and in distress,
Thou didst me disenthrall
And set at large; now spare,

Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer.

14. My'sustain. The verb used as a noun.