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ON THE LATE MASSACRE IN
TO CYRIAC SKINNER.
CYRIAC, whose grandsire, on the royal bench AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughter'd saints, whose Of British Themis, with no mean applause bones
Pronounc'd, and in his volumes taught, our laws, Lie scatter'd on the Alpine mountains cold
Which others at their bar so often wrench; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old,
To-day deep thoughts resolve with me to drench 5 When all our fathers worshipp'd stocks and In mirth that, after, no repenting draws; stones,
Let Euclid rest, and Archimedes pause, Forget not: in thy book record their groans 5
And what the Swede intends, and what the Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold
French: Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rollid
To measure life learn thou betimes, and know 9 Mother with infant down the rocks. Their
Tow'rd solid good what leads the nearest way; moans
For other things mild Heaven a time ordains, The vales redoubled to the hills, and they 9
And disapproves that care, though wise in show, To Heaven. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all th' Italian fields, where still doth sway
That with superfluous burden loads the day,
And, when God sends a cheerful hour, refrains. The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundred fold, who having learn'd thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
TO THE SAME.
CYRIAC, this three-years-day these eyes, though Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,
clear, And that one talent which is death to hide,
To outward view, of blemish or of spot, Lodgʻd with me useless, though my soul more
Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot ; bent
Nor to their ide orbs doth
2 Z To serve therewith my Maker, and present
Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year,
5 My true account, lest he returning, chide;
Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Doth God exact day-labour, light denied ?
Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot 3 I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent
Of heart or hope,
but still bear up and steer That murmur, soon replies, God doth not need 5 Right onward. What supports me dost thou ask? Either man's work, or his own gifts; who best-10.
The conscience, Friend, have lost them over. Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best; his state
10 Is kingly; thousands at his bidding speed,
In liberty's defence, my noble task, And post o'er land and ocean without rest;
Of which all Europe rings from side to side. They also serve who only stand and wait.
This thought might lead me through the world's
TO MR. LAWRENCE.
Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire,
ON HIS DECEASED WIFE.
METHOUGHT I saw my late espoused saint The lily' and rose, that neither sow'd nor spun."
Brought to me, like Alcestis, from the grave, What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice,
Whom Jove's great son to her glad husband gave, Of Attic taste, with wine whence we may rise 10
Rescued from death by force, though pale and To hear the lute well touch'd, or artful voice,
faint. Warble immortal notes, and Tuscan air ? Mine, as whom wash'd from spot of child-bed taint:
He who of those delights can judge, and spare
And such, as yet once more I trust to have
Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint,
Came vested all in white, pure as her mind : • This persecution of the Protestants in Pied
Her face was veil'd; yet, to my fancied sight, mont broke out in 1655. In May, that year, Cromwell wrote several letters to the Duke ot Savoy,
Love, sweetness, goodness, in her person shin'd
So clear, as in no face with more delight: 11 and other potentates and states, complaining of that But Ó! as to embrace me she inclin'd, persecution. Echard tells us, that he proclaimed I wak'd; she fled ; and day brought back my a fast, and caused large contributions to be gathered
night. for them in England; that he sent his agents to the Duke of Savoy, a prince with whom he had no correspondence or commerce, and, the next year, so engaged Cardinal Mazarine, and even terrified the
Cyriac Skinner was the son of William SkinPope himself, without so much as doing any favour
ner, Esq. and grandson of Sir Vincent Skinner, and to the English Roman Catholics, that the Duke
his mother was daughter
of the famous Lord thought it necessary to restore all that he had taken
Chief Justice Coke.. Mr. Wood relates that he from them, and renewed all those privileges they
was one of Harrington's political club, and somehad formerly enjoyed. "So great (adds Echard) times held the chair; and further adds, that he was the terror of his name; nothing being more
was a merchant's son of London, an ingenious usual than his saying, that his ships in the Medi- young gentleman, and scholar to John Milton. terranean should visit Civita Vecchia, and the
This was his second wife, Catharine, the daugh. sound of his cannon should be heard in Rome." ter of Captain Woodcock of Hackney, who lived This Mr. Lawrence was the son of the Presi.
with him not above a year after their marriage, and dent of Cromwell's council.
died in child-bed of a daughter.
Aloud I cried
And heard me from his holy mount.
I lay and slept; I wak'd again; BLESS'D is the man who hath not walk'd astray
For my sustain In counsel of the wicked, and i' th' way
Was the Lord. Of many millions
15 Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat
The populous rout Of scorners hath not sat: but in the great
I fear not, though encamping round about, Jehovah's law is ever his delight,
5 They pitch against me their pavilions. And in his law he studies, day and night.
Rise, Lord; save me, my God; for thou He shall be as a tree which planted grows
Hast smote, ere now,
Of men abhorrd
(August 10, 1653.1 PSALM II.
ANSWER me when I call,
God of my righteousness;
Thou didst me disinthral
5 WHY do the Gentiles tumult, and the nations Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer.
Muse a vain thing, the kings of th' earth upstand Great ones, how long will ye
With power, and princes in their congregations My glory have in scorn? Lay deep their plots together through each
land How long be thus forborn Against the Lord and his Messiah dear? 5
Still to love vanity?
Chose to himself apart,
(For whom to choose he knows) Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell 10 Jehovah from on high
And fierce ire trouble them; but I, saith he, Will hear my voice, what time to him I cry.
Anointed have my King (though ye rebel) Be awed, and do not sin; On Sion my holy' hill. A firm decree
Speak to your hearts alone,
Of righteousness, and in Jehovah trust.
25 Earth's atmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full Who yet will show us good ? low
Talking like this world's brood; With iron sceptre bruis'd, and them disperse 20 But, Lord, thus let me pray; Like to a potter's vessel shiver'd so.
On us lift up the light,
Lift up the favour of thy count'nance bright. 30
And gladness thou bast put,
Their stores doth over-cloy,
And from their plenteous grounds
In peace at once will I
Both lay me down and sleep;
As in a rocky cell
Thou, Lord! alone, in safety mak'st me dwell.
(August 14, 1653.) That of my life distrustfully thus say;
5 No help for him in God there lies.
JEHOVAH! to my words give ear,
My meditation Weigh;
The voice of my complaining hear,
My King and God; for unto thee I pray.
Jehovah ! thou my early voice
5 Ill to him that meant me peace ; Shalt in the morning hear;
Or to him have render'd less, l'th' morning I to thee with choice
And not freed my foe for nought;
Let th' enemy pursue my soul
10 And overtake it, let him tread Evil with thee no biding makes;
My life down to the earth, and roll
15 Fools or mad men stand not within thy sight. In the dust my glory dead, All workers of iniquity
In the dust; and, there outspread, Thou hat'st: and them unbless'd
Lodge it with dishonour foul. Thou wilt destroy that speak a lie;
15 The bloody' and guileful man God doth detest. Rise, Jehovah! in thine ire, But I will, in thy mercies dear,
Rouse thyself amidst the rage
20 Thy numerous mercies, go
Of my foes that urge like fire; Into thy house; I, in thy fear,
And wake for me, their fury' assuage;
And command, which I desire.
So th' assemblies of each nation
25 Set thy ways right before, where my step goes. Will surround thee, seeking right; For, in his faltering mouth unstable, 25
Thence to thy glorious habitation No word is firm or sooth:
Return on high, and in their sight.
Jehovah judgeth most upright
30 smoothe. God ! find them guilty, let them fall
Judge me, Lord; be judge in this By their own counsels quell'd;
30 According to my righteousness, Push them in their rebellions all
And the innocence which is
Of evil men the wickedness,
35 Their joy; while thou from blame
And their power that do amiss. Defend'st them, they shall ever sing,
35 And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name : But the just establish fast, For thou, Jehovah ! wilt be found
Since thou' art the just God that tries To bless the just man still;
Hearts and reins. On God is cast As with a shield, thou wilt surround
My defence, and in him lies:
SO Him with thy lasting favour and good will. 40 In him who, both just and wise,
Saves the upright of heart at last.
God is a just judge and severe,
And God is every day offended;
Already, and for him intended
The tools of death, that wait him near.
(His arrows purposely made he Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject,
For them that persecute :) Behold,
50 And very weak and faint; heal and amend me:
He travels big with vanity; Por all my bones, that e'en with anguish ake, 5
Trouble he hath conceiv'd of old, Are troubled, yea my soul is troubled sore,
As in a womb; and from that mold And thou, 6'Lord! how long? Turn, Lord, Hath at length brought forth a lie.
restore My soul; O save me for thy goodness' sake!
He digg'd a pit, and delv'd it deep,
55 For in death no remembrance is of thee;
And fell into the pit he made; Who in the grave can celebrate thy praise ? 10
His mischief, that due course doth keep, Wearied I am with sighing out my days;
Turns on his head; and his ill trade Nightly my couch I make a kind of sea;
Of violence will, undelay'd, My bed I water with my tears; mine eye
Fall on his crown with ruin steep.
60 Through grief consumes, is waxen old and dark I'th' midst of all mine enemies that mark. 15
Then will I Jehovah's praise Depart, all ye that work iniquity,
According to his justice raise,
Of Jehovah the Most High!
shame, They shall return in haste the way they came,
(August 14, 1653.) And in a moment shall be quite abash'd.
O JEHOVAH our Lord, how wondrous great
And glorious is thy Name through all the earth! So as above the heavens thy praise
to set PSALM VII.
Out of the tender mouths of latest birth.
Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings, thou 5 (August 14, 1653.]
Hast founded strength, because of all thy foes,
To stint the enemy, and slack th' avenger's brow, Upon the words of Chush, the Benjamite against That bends his rage thy providence to oppose. him.
When I behold thy heavens, thy fingers' art, LORD, my God, to thee I fly;
The moon, and stars, whích thou so bright hast Save me, and secure me under
10 Thy protection, while I cry;
In the pure firmament: then saith my heart, Lest, as the lion, (and no wonder)
O, what is man that thou rememb'rest yet, He haste to tear my soul asunder,
5 Tearing, and no rescue nigh.
And think'st upon him; or of man begot,
That him thou visit'st, and of him art found ! Lord, my God, if I have thought
Scarce to be less than gods, thou mad'st his lot, 15 Or done this; if wickedness
With honour and with state thou hast hirs Be in my hands; if I have wrought
O'er the works of thy hand thou mad'st him Lord, | 14 Return now, God of Hosts ! look down
From heaven, thy seat divine;
All beasts that in the field or forest meet; 20 And visit this 'thy' vine.
Hath set, and planted "long,'
Thou hast made firm and strong.
16 But now it is consum'd with fire,
And cut with axes' down;
They perish at thy dreadful ire,
At thy rebuke and frown. [April, 1648. J. M.]
17 Upon the man of thy right hand Nine of the Psalms done into metre, wherein all,
Let thy 'good' hand be laid;' but what is distinguished by inverted commas,
Upon the son of man, whom
thou are the very words of the text translated from
Strong for thyself hast made. the original.
18 So shall we not go back from thee 1 THOU, Shepherd, that dost Israel. keep'
"To ways of sin and shame;' Give ear in time of red;'
Quicken us thou; then gladly' we
Shall call upon thy Name.
19 Return us,' and thy grace divine, That sitt'st between the Cherubs bright,' 5
Lord God of Hosts ! vouchsafe;'
Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
And then we shall be safe.
1 TO God our strength sing loud and clear,' 3 Turn us, again; thy grace divine
Sing loud to God' our King;' "To us, God, vouchsafe;'
To Jacob's God, 'that all may hear; Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
15 Loud acclamations ring. And then we shall be safe.
2 Prepare a hymn, prepare a song, 4 Lord God of Hosts! how long wilt thou,
The timbrel hither bring; How long wilt thou declare
The cheerful' psaltery bring along, Thy + smoking wrath,' and angry brow'
And harp' with' pleasant string.' Against thy people's prayer!
3 Blow, as is wont,' in the new moon 5 Thou feed'st them with the bread of tears;
With trumpets lofty sound, Their bread with tears they eat;
Th' appointed time, the day whereon
Our solemn feast comes round.'
4 This was a statute given of old,' 6 A strife thou mak'st us and a prey'
25 For Israel to observe;' To every neighbour foe;
A law of Jacob's God, 'to hold,' Among themselves they || laugh, they play, I
From whence they might not swerve.' And | flouts at us they throw.
5 This he a testimony ordain'd 7 Return us, and thy grace divine,'
In Joseph, not to change;' O God of Hosts ! vouchsafe;'
30 When as he pass'd through Egypt land; Cause thou thy face on us to shine,
The tongue I heard was strange. And then we shall be safe. 8 A vine from Egypt thou hast brought,
6 From burden, and from slavish toil,'
I set his shoulder free:
His hands from pots,' and miry soil,'
Deliver'd were by me.' To plant this lovely' vine.
7 When trouble did thee sore assail, 9 Thou didst prepare for it a place,
On me then' didst thou call; And root'it deep and fast,
And I to free thee did not fail,'
And led thee out of thrall.
I answer'd thee in thunder deep 10 With her 'green' shade that cover'd'all,'
With clouds incompass'd round; The hills were overspread ;'
I tried thee at the water steep' Her boughs as high as' cedars tall
Of Meriba' renown'd.' *Advanc'd their lofty head.'
8 Hear, O my people, hearken well, 11 Her branches on the western side'
I testify to thee, Down to the sea she sent,
Thou ancient stock of Israel, And 'upward' to that river wide'
If thou wilt list to me: Her other branches" went.'
9 Throughout the land of thy abode 12 Why hast thou laid her hedges low,
No alien god shall be, And broken down her fence,
50 Nor shalt thou to a foreign god That all may pluck her, as they go,
In honour bend thy knee. With rudest violence ?'
10 I am the Lord thy God, which brought 13 The 'tusked' boar, out of the wood,
Thee out of Egypt land; Up turns it by the roots;
Ask large enough, and I, 'besought, Wild beasts there browse, and make their food Will grant thy full demand. * Her grapes and tender shoots.'
Gnorera. Gnashanta. Shalish. || Jilgnagu.
• Be Sether regnam.
11 And yet my people would not 'hear,' 45,4 Come, let us cut them off, say they, Nor' hearken to my voice;
Till they no nation be And Israel, 'whom I lov'd so dear,'
That Israel's name for ever may
15 Mislik'd me for his choice.
Be lost in memory. 12 Then did I leave them to their will,
5 For they consult with all their might, And to their wand'ring mind;
And all, as one in mind, Their own conceits they follow'd still,
Themselves against thee they unite, Their own devices blind.
And in firm union bind.
20 13 O that my people would be wise,' «To' serve me all their days!"
6 The tents of Edom, and the brood
Of scornful' Ishmael, And O, that Israel would 'advise'
Moab, with them of Hagar's blood,
. That in the desert dwell;"
25 That now so proudly rise;'
And 'hateful' Amalec,
The Philistines, and they of Tyre,
60 • Whose bounds the sea doth check;' 15 Who hate the Lord should then be fain'
8 With them great' Ashur also bands, • To' how to him and bend;
And doth confirm the knot:
30 But they, his people, should remain,'
All these have lent their armed hands' Their time should have no end.
To aid the sons of Lot. 16 And he would feed them from the shock' 65 9 Do to them as to Midian ‘bold,' With flower of finest wheat,
« That wasted all the coast; And satisfy them from the rock
To Sisera; and, as is tolà,'
35 With honey for their meat.'
* Thou didst to Jabin's host,"
. They were repuls'd and slain,
10 At Endor quite cut off, and roll'a
40 1 GOD in the great assembly stands Of kings and lordly states;
11 As Zeb and Oreb evil sped, Among the gods, t on both his hands
So let their princes speed; He judges and debates.
As Zeba, and Zalmunna bled,'
So let their princes bleed.' 2 How long will ye $ pervert the right
5 With judgment false and wrong,
12 'For they amidst their pride' have said, 45 Favouring the wicked, by your might;;
By right now shall we seize Who thence grow bold and strong
God's honses, and will now invade
Their † stately palaces. 3 Regard the weak , and fatherless, Dispatch the poor man's cause,
13 My God! oh make them as a wheel, And raise the man in deep distress
No quiet let them find;'
Giddy and restless' let them reel'
Like stubble from the wind.
14 As when' an'aged' wood takes fire Of wicked men the low estate
Which on a sudden strays,' Of him that help demands.'
The 'greedy' flame runs higher and higher 55
Till all the mountains blaze; 5 They know not, nor will understand, In darkness they walk on;
15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue, The earth's foundations all are mov'd,
And with thy tempest chase
CO 6 I said that ye were gods; yea, all The sons of God Most High;
17 Ashamed, and troubled let them be, 7 But ye shall die like men, and fall
Troubled, and sham'd for ever ; As other princes.die.
Ever confounded, and so die
With shame, and scape it never.' Rise, God; ** judge thou the earth'in might,' 52 This wicked' earth redress; 18 Then shall they know, that Thou, whose name
66 For thou art he who shalt by right
Jehovah is alone, The nations all possess.
Art the Most High, and thou the same'
O'er all the earth art One!
1 HOW lovely are thy dwellings fair! *We cry, and do not cease.'
O Lord of Hosts, how dear
The pleasant' tabernacles are,
5 2 Por lo, thy furious' foes now' tf swell
Where thou dost dwell so near!
2 My soul doth long and almost die Exalt their heads full high.
Thy courts, Lord, to see,
My heart and flesh aloud do cry, 3 Against thy people they +1 contrive
O living God! for thee. Their plots and counsels deep;
10 Themil to insnare they chiefly strive,
3 There e'en the sparrow'freed from wrong' Whom I thou dost hide and keep.
Hath found a honse of rest;'
Hath built herbrooding' nest;
Hatzdiku. T Jimmotu.
• Lev jachdau. 1 Jagnarimu. Sod. "!! Jirthjağnatsu gnal.
+ Neoth Elchin tears both. 14 Tsephuneca.
They seek thy Name. Heb