On the University-Carrier, who ficken'd in the Time of his Vacancy, being forbid to go to London, by reason of the Plague. ibid.
On the new Forcers of Conscience under the Long
The fifth Ode of Horace, Lib. 1. English'd.
Elegia quarta, ad Thomam Junium, &c. 288
Elegia quinta, in adventum Veris. 292 Elegia fexta, ad Carolum Diodatum, ruri
WHO ere while the happy Garden sung,
By one Man's Disobedience loft, now fing
Recover'd Paradise to all Mankind,
By one Man's firm Obedience fully try'd
Through all temptation, and the Temp.
ter foil'd
In all his wiles, defeated and repuls'd,
And Eden rais'd in the waste Wilderness.
Thou, Spirit, who ledst this glorious Eremite Into the Defart, his victorious Field
Against the spiritual Foe, and brought'st him thence 10
By proof th' undoubted Son of God, inspire,
As thou art wont, my prompted Song, elfe mute,
And bear through height or depth of Nature's bounds
With profp'rous wing full summ'd, to tell of deeds
Above Heroick, though in fecret done,
And unrecorded left through many an Age,
Worthy t'have not remain'd fo long unfung.
Now had the great Proclaimer with a voice
More awful than the found of Trumpet, cry'd
Repentance, and Heaven's Kingdom nigh at hand
To all Baptiz'd: to his great Baptifm flock'd,
With awe the Regions round, and with them came
From Nazareth the Son of Jofeph deem'd,
To the flood Jordan came, as then obfcure,
Unmarkt, unknown; but him the Baptist soon
Defcry'd, divinely warn'd, and witness bore
As to his worthier, and would have refign'd
To him his Heav'nly Office, nor was long
His witness unconfirm'd: on him baptiz'd
Heav'n open'd, and in likeness of a Dove
The Spirit defcended, while the Father's voice
From Heav'n pronounc'd him his beloved Son.
That heard the Adversary, who roving ftill
About the World, at that afssembly fam'd
Would not be last, and with the Voice divine
Nigh thunder-ftruck, th'exalted Man, to whom
Such high attest was giv'n, a while survey'd
With wonder, then with envy fraught, and rage,
Flies to his Place, nor refts, but in mid air
To Council fummons all his mighty Peers,
Within thick Clouds and dark ten-fold involv'd,
A gloomy Confiftory; and them amidst
With looks agaft and fad he thus bespake.
O ancient Pow'rs of Air and this wide World,
For much more willingly I mention Air,
This our old Conquest, then remember Hell
Our hated habitation; well ye know
How many Ages, as the years of Men,
This Universe we have poffeft, and rul'd
In manner at our will th' affairs of Earth,
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