Absalom And Achitophel Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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In pious times ere priest craft did beginA
Before polygamy was made a sinA
When man on many multipli'd his kindB
Ere one to one was cursedly confin'dB
When Nature prompted and no Law deni'dC
Promiscuous use of concubine and brideC
Then Israel's monarch after Heaven's own heartD
His vigorous warmth did variously impartD
To wives and slaves and wide as his commandE
Scatter'd his Maker's image through the landE
Michal of royal blood the crown did wearF
A soil ungrateful to the tiller's careF
Not so the rest for several mothers boreG
To god like David several sons beforeG
But since like slaves his bed they did ascendH
No true succession could their seed attendH
Of all this numerous progeny was noneI
So beautiful so brave as AbsalomJ
Whether inspir'd by some diviner lustK
His father got him with a greater gustK
Or that his conscious destiny made wayL
By manly beauty to imperial swayL
Early in foreign fields he won renownM
With kings and states alli'd to Israel's crownM
In peace the thoughts of war he could removeN
And seem'd as he were only born for loveO
Whate'er he did was done with so much easeP
In him alone 'twas natural to pleaseP
His motions all accompani'd with graceQ
And Paradise was open'd in his faceQ
With secret joy indulgent David view'dR
His youthful image in his son renew'dR
To all his wishes nothing he deni'dC
And made the charming Annabel his brideC
What faults he had for who from faults is freeS
His father could not or he would not seeS
Some warm excesses which the Law forboreS
Were constru'd youth that purged by boiling o'erS
And Amnon's murther by a specious nameT
Was call'd a just revenge for injur'd fameT
Thus prais'd and lov'd the noble youth remain'dU
While David undisturb'd in Sion reign'dU
But life can never be sincerely blestV
Heav'n punishes the bad and proves the bestV
The Jews a headstrong moody murm'ring raceQ
As ever tri'd th'extent and stretch of graceQ
God's pamper'd people whom debauch'd with easeP
No king could govern nor no God could pleaseP
Gods they had tri'd of every shape and sizeW
That god smiths could produce or priests deviseW
These Adam wits too fortunately freeS
Began to dream they wanted libertyS
And when no rule no precedent was foundX
Of men by laws less circumscrib'd and boundX
They led their wild desires to woods and cavesY
And thought that all but savages were slavesY
They who when Saul was dead without a blowZ
Made foolish Ishbosheth the crown foregoZ
Who banisht David did from Hebron bringA2
And with a general shout proclaim'd him kingA2
Those very Jews who at their very bestV
Their Humour more than loyalty exprestV
Now wonder'd why so long they had obey'dV
An idol monarch which their hands had madeV
Thought they might ruin him they could createV
Or melt him to that golden calf a stateV
But these were random bolts no form'd designB2
Nor interest made the factious crowd to joinC2
The sober part of Israel free from stainD2
Well knew the value of a peaceful reignD2
And looking backward with a wise afrightV
Saw seams of wounds dishonest to the sightV
In contemplation of whose ugly scarsE2
They curst the memory of civil warsF2
The moderate sort of men thus qualifi'dV
Inclin'd the balance to the better sideV
And David's mildness manag'd it so wellG2
The bad found no occasion to rebelH2
But when to sin our bias'd nature leansI2
The careful Devil is still at hand with meansI2
And providently pimps for ill desiresJ2
The good old cause reviv'd a plot requiresJ2
Plots true or false are necessary thingsK2
To raise up common wealths and ruin kingsK2
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Th' inhabitants of old JerusalemJ
Were Jebusites the town so call'd from themL2
And theirs the native rightV
But when the chosen people grew more strongM2
The rightful cause at length became the wrongM2
And every loss the men of Jebus boreS
They still were thought God's enemies the moreS
Thus worn and weaken'd well or ill contentV
Submit they must to David's governmentV
Impoverish'd and depriv'd of all commandV
Their taxes doubled as they lost their landV
And what was harder yet to flesh and bloodV
Their gods disgrac'd and burnt like common woodV
This set the heathen priesthood in a flameT
For priests of all religions are the sameT
Of whatsoe'er descent their godhead beS
Stock stone or other homely pedigreeS
In his defence his servants are as boldV
As if he had been born of beaten goldV
The Jewish Rabbins though their EnemiesP
In this conclude them honest men and wiseW
For 'twas their duty all the learned thinkN2
T'espouse his cause by whom they eat and drinkN2
From hence began that plot the nation's curseO2
Bad in itself but represented worseO2
Rais'd in extremes and in extremes decri'dV
With oaths affirm'd with dying vows deni'dV
Not weigh'd or winnow'd by the multitudeV
But swallow'd in the mass unchew'd and crudeV
Some truth there was but dash'd and brew'd with liesW
To please the fools and puzzle all the wiseW
Succeeding times did equal folly callP2
Believing nothing or believing allP2
Th' Egyptian rites the Jebusites embrac'dV
Where gods were recommended by their tasteV
Such sav'ry deities must needs be goodV
As serv'd at once for worship and for foodV
By force they could not introduce these godsQ2
For ten to one in former days was oddsQ2
So fraud was us'd the sacrificers' tradeV
Fools are more hard to conquer than persuadeV
Their busy teachers mingled with the JewsR2
And rak'd for converts even the court and stewsR2
Which Hebrew priests the more unkindly tookS2
Because the fleece accompanies the flockT2
Some thought they God's anointed meant to slayL
By guns invented since full many a dayL
Our author swears it not but who can knowZ
How far the Devil and Jebusites may goZ
This plot which fail'd for want of common senseU2
Had yet a deep and dangerous consequenceV2
For as when raging fevers boil the bloodV
The standing lake soon floats into a floodV
And ev'ry hostile humour which beforeS
Slept quiet in its channels bubbles o'erS
So several factions from this first fermentV
Work up to foam and threat the governmentV
Some by their friends more by themselves thought wiseW
Oppos'd the pow'r to which they could not riseW
Some had in courts been great and thrown from thenceU2
Like fiends were harden'd in impenitenceU2
Some by their monarch's fatal mercy grownW2
From pardon'd rebels kinsmen to the throneW2
Were rais'd in pow'r and public office highX2
Strong bands if bands ungrateful men could tieX2
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Of these the false Achitophel was firstV
A name to all succeeding ages curstV
For close designs and crooked counsels fitV
Sagacious bold and turbulent of witV
Restless unfixt in principles and placeU2
In pow'r unpleas'd impatient of disgraceU2
A fiery soul which working out its wayL
Fretted the pigmy body to decayL
And o'er inform'd the tenement of clayL
A daring pilot in extremityV
Pleas'd with the danger when the waves went highX2
He sought the storms but for a calm unfitV
Would steer too nigh the sands to boast his witV
Great wits are sure to madness near alli'dV
And thin partitions do their bounds divideV
Else why should he with wealth and honour blestV
Refuse his age the needful hours of restV
Punish a body which he could not pleaseU2
Bankrupt of life yet prodigal of easeU2
And all to leave what with his toil he wonI
To that unfeather'd two legg'd thing a sonI
Got while his soul did huddled notions tryX2
And born a shapeless lump like anarchyV
In friendship false implacable in hateV
Resolv'd to ruin or to rule the stateV
To compass this the triple bond he brokeY2
The pillars of the public safety shookS2
And fitted Israel for a foreign yokeY2
Then seiz'd with fear yet still affecting fameT
Usurp'd a patriot's all atoning nameT
So easy still it proves in factious timesU2
With public zeal to cancel private crimesU2
How safe is treason and how sacred illZ2
Where none can sin against the people's willZ2
Where crowds can wink and no offence be knownW2
Since in another's guilt they find their ownW2
Yet fame deserv'd no enemy can grudgeA3
The statesman we abhor but praise the judgeA3
In Jewish courts ne'er sat an AbbethdinW2
With more discerning eyes or hands more cleanW2
Unbrib'd unsought the wretched to redressU2
Swift of dispatch and easy of accessU2
Oh had he been content to serve the crownW2
With virtues only proper to the gownW2
Or had the rankness of the soil been freedV
From cockle that opprest the noble seedV
David for him his tuneful harp had strungB3
And heav'n had wanted one immortal songM2
But wild ambition loves to slide not standV
And fortune's ice prefers to virtue's landV
Achitophel grown weary to possessU2
A lawful fame and lazy happinessU2
Disdain'd the golden fruit to gather freeV
And lent the crowd his arm to shake the treeV
Now manifest of crimes contriv'd long sinceU2
He stood at bold defiance with his princeU2
Held up the buckler of the people's causeU2
Against the crown and skulk'd behind the lawsU2
The wish'd occasion of the plot he takesU2
Some circumstances finds but more he makesU2
By buzzing emissaries fills the earsU2
Of list'ning crowds with jealousies and fearsU2
Of arbitrary counsels brought to lightV
And proves the king himself a JebusiteV
Weak arguments which yet he knew full wellG2
Were strong with people easy to rebelH2
For govern'd by the moon the giddy JewsU2
Tread the same track when she the prime renewsU2
And once in twenty years their scribes recordV
By natural instinct they change their lordV
Achitophel still wants a chief and noneW2
Was found so fit as warlike AbsalomJ
Not that he wish'd his greatness to createV
For politicians neither love nor hateV
But for he knew his title not allow'dV
Would keep him still depending on the crowdV
That kingly pow'r thus ebbing out might beV
Drawn to the dregs of a democracyV
Him he attempts with studied arts to pleaseU2
And sheds his venom in such words as theseU2
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Auspicious Prince at whose nativityV
Some royal planet rul'd the southern skyX2
Thy longing country's darling and desireS
Their cloudy pillar and their guardian fireS
Their second Moses whose extended wandV
Divides the seas and shows the promis'd landV
Whose dawning day in very distant ageC3
Has exercis'd the sacred prophet's rageC3
The people's pray'r the glad diviner's themeD3
The young men's vision and the old men's dreamD3
Thee Saviour thee the nation's vows confessU2
And never satisfi'd with seeing blessU2
Swift unbespoken pomps thy steps proclaimT
And stammering babes are taught to lisp thy nameT
How long wilt thou the general joy detainW2
Starve and defraud the people of thy reignW2
Content ingloriously to pass thy daysU2
Like one of virtue's fools that feeds on praiseU2
Till thy fresh glories which now shine so brightV
Grow stale and tarnish with our daily sightV
Believe me royal youth thy fruit must beV
Or gather'd ripe or rot upon the treeV
Heav'n has to all allotted soon or lateV
Some lucky revolution of their fateV
Whose motions if we watch and guide with skillZ2
For human good depends on human willZ2
Our fortune rolls as from a smooth descentV
And from the first impression takes the bentV
But if unseiz'd she glides away like windV
And leaves repenting folly far behindV
Now now she meets you with a glorious prizeU2
And spreads her locks before her as she fliesU2
Had thus Old David from whose loins you springA2
Not dar'd when fortune call'd him to be kingA2
At Gath an exile he might still remainW2
And Heaven's anointing oil had been in vainW2
Let his successful youth your hopes engageC3
But shun th'example of declining ageC3
Behold him setting in his western skiesU2
The shadows lengthening as the vapours riseU2
He is not now as when on Jordan's sandV
The joyful people throng'd to see him landV
Cov'ring the beach and black'ning all the strandV
But like the Prince of Angels from his heightV
Comes tumbling downward with diminish'd lightV
Betray'd by one poor plot to public scornW2
Our only blessing since his curst returnW2
Those heaps of people which one sheaf did bindV
Blown off and scatter'd by a puff of windV
What strength can he to your designs opposeU2
Naked of friends and round beset with foesU2
If Pharaoh's doubtful succour he should useU2
A foreign aid would more incense the JewsU2
Proud Egypt would dissembled friendship bringA2
Foment the war but not support the kingA2
Nor would the royal party e'er uniteV
With Pharaoh's arms t'assist the JebusiteV
Or if they should their interest soon would breakE3
And with such odious aid make David weakF3
All sorts of men by my successful artsU2
Abhorring kings estrange their alter'd heartsU2
From David's rule And 'tis the general CryX2
Religion Common wealth and LibertyV
If you as champion of the public goodV
Add to their arms a chief of royal bloodV
What may not Israel hope and what applauseU2
Might such a general gain by such a causeU2
Not barren praise alone that gaudy flow'rS
Fair only to the sight but solid pow'rS
And nobler is a limited commandV
Giv'n by the love of all your native landV
Than a successive title long and darkG3
Drawn from the mouldy rolls of Noah's ArkG3
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What cannot praise effect in mighty mindsU2
When flattery soothes and when ambition blindsU2
Desire of pow'r on earth a vicious weedV
Yet sprung from high is of celestial seedV
In God 'tis glory And when men aspireS
'Tis but a spark too much of heavenly fireS
Th' ambitious youth too covetous of fameT
Too full of angel's metal in his frameT
Unwarily was led from virtue's waysU2
Made drunk with honour and debauch'd with praiseU2
Half loath and half consenting to the illZ2
For loyal blood within him struggled stillZ2
He thus repli'd And what pretence have IX2
To take up arms for public libertyV
My Father governs with unquestion'd rightV
The Faith's defender and mankind's delightV
Good gracious just observant of the lawsU2
And Heav'n by wonders has espous'd his causeU2
Whom has he wrong'd in all his peaceful reignW2
Who sues for justice to his throne in vainW2
What millions has he pardon'd of his foesU2
Whom just revenge did to his wrath exposeU2
Mild easy humble studious of our goodV
Inclin'd to mercy and averse from bloodV
If mildness ill with stubborn Israel suitV
His crime is God's beloved attributeV
What could he gain his people to betrayL
Or change his right for arbitrary swayL
Let haughty Pharaoh curse with such a reignW2
His fruitful Nile and yoke a servile trainW2
If David's rule Jerusalem displeaseU2
The Dog star heats their brains to this diseaseU2
Why then should I encouraging the badV
Turn rebel and run popularly madV
Were he a tyrant who by lawless mightV
Oppress'd the Jews and rais'd the JebusiteV
Well might I mourn but nature's holy bandsU2
Would curb my spirits and restrain my handsU2
The people might assert their libertyV
But what was right in them were crime in meV
His favour leaves me nothing to requireS
Prevents my wishes and out runs desireS
What more can I expect while David livesU2
All but his kingly diadem he givesU2
And that but there he paus'd then sighing saidV
Is justly destin'd for a worthier headV
For when my father from his toils shall restV
And late augment the number of the blestV
His lawful issue shall the throne ascendV
Or the collat'ral line where that shall endV
His brother though oppress'd with vulgar spiteV
Yet dauntless and secure of native rightV
Of every royal virtue stands possess'dV
Still dear to all the bravest and the bestV
His courage foes his friends his truth proclaimT
His loyalty the king the world his fameT
His mercy ev'n th'offending crowd will findV
For sure he comes of a forgiving kindV
Why should I then repine at Heaven's decreeV
Which gives me no pretence to royaltyV
Yet oh that Fate propitiously inclin'dV
Had rais'd my birth or had debas'd my mindV
To my large soul not all her treasure lentV
And then betray'd it to a mean descentV
I find I find my mounting spirits boldV
And David's part disdains my mother's moldV
Why am I scanted by a niggard birthH3
My soul disclaims the kindred of her earthH3
And made for empire whispers me withinW2
Desire of greatness is a god like sinW2
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Him staggering so when Hell's dire agent foundV
While fainting virtue scarce maintain'd her groundV
He pours fresh forces in and thus repliesU2
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Th'eternal God supremely good and wiseU2
Imparts not these prodigious gifts in vainW2
What wonders are reserv'd to bless your reignW2
Against your will your arguments have shownW2
Such virtue's only giv'n to guide a throneW2
Not that your father's mildness I contemnW2
But manly force becomes the diademL2
'Tis true he grants the people all they craveI3
And more perhaps than subjects ought to haveJ3
For lavish grants suppose a monarch tameT
And more his goodness than his wit proclaimT
But when should people strive their bonds to breakE3
If not when kings are negligent or weakF3
Let him give on till he can give no moreS
The thrifty Sanhedrin shall keep him poorS
And every shekel which he can receiveK3
Shall cost a limb of his prerogativeL3
To ply him with new plots shall be my careS
Or plunge him deep in some expensive warS
Which when his treasure can no more supplyX2
He must with the remains of kingship buyX2
His faithful friends our jealousies and fearsU2
Call Jebusites and Pharaoh's pensionersU2
Whom when our fury from his aid has tornW2
He shall be naked left to public scornW2
The next successor whom I fear and hateV
My arts have made obnoxious to the stateV
Turn'd all his virtues to his overthrowZ
And gain'd our elders to pronounce a foeZ
His right for sums of necessary goldV
Shall first be pawn'd and afterwards be soldV
Till time shall ever wanting David drawS
To pass your doubtful title into lawS
If not the people have a right supremeD3
To make their kings for kings are made for themL2
All empire is no more than pow'r in trustV
Which when resum'd can be no longer justV
Succession for the general good design'dV
In its own wrong a nation cannot bindV
If altering that the people can relieveK3
Better one suffer than a nation grieveK3
The Jews well know their pow'r ere Saul they choseU2
God was their king and God they durst deposeU2
Urge now your piety your filial nameT
A father's right and fear of future fameT
The public good the universal callP2
To which even Heav'n submitted answers allP2
Nor let his love enchant your generous mindV
'Tis Nature's trick to propagate her kindV
Our fond begetters who would never dieX2
Love but themselves in their posterityV
Or let his kindness by th'effects be tri'dV
Or let him lay his vain pretence asideV
God said he lov'd your father could he bringA2
A better proof than to anoint him kingA2
It surely show'd he lov'd the shepherd wellG2
Who gave so fair a flock as IsraelH2
Would David have you thought his darling sonW2
What means he then to alienate the crownW2
The name of godly he may blush to bearS
'Tis after God's own heart to cheat his heirS
He to his brother gives supreme commandV
To you a legacy of barren landV
Perhaps th'old harp on which he thrums his laysU2
Or some dull Hebrew ballad in your praiseU2
Then the next heir a prince severe and wiseU2
Already looks on you with jealous eyesU2
Sees through the thin disguises of your artsU2
And marks your progress in the people's heartsU2
Though now his mighty soul in grief containsU2
He meditates revenge who least complainsU2
And like a lion slumb'ring in the wayL
Or sleep dissembling while he waits his preyL
His fearless foes within his distance drawsU2
Constrains his roaring and contracts his pawsU2
Till at the last his time for fury foundV
He shoots with sudden vengeance from the groundV
The prostrate vulgar passes o'er and sparesU2
But with a lordly rage his hunters tearsU2
Your case no tame expedients will affordV
Resolve on death or conquest by the swordV
Which for no less a stake than life you drawS
And self defence is Nature's eldest lawS
Leave the warm people no considering timeM3
For then rebellion may be thought a crimeM3
Prevail yourself of what occasion givesU2
But try your title while your father livesU2
And that your arms may have a fair pretenceU2
Proclaim you take them in the king's defenceU2
Whose sacred life each minute would exposeU2
To plots from seeming friends and secret foesU2
And who can sound the depth of David's soulN3
Perhaps his fear his kindness may controlN3
He fears his brother though he loves his sonW2
For plighted vows too late to be undoneW2
If so by force he wishes to be gain'dV
Like women's lechery to seem constrain'dV
Doubt not but when he most affects the frownW2
Commit a pleasing rape upon the crownW2
Secure his person to secure your causeU2
They who possess the prince possess the lawsU2
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He said and this advice above the restV
With Absalom's mild nature suited bestV
Unblam'd of life ambition set asideV
Not stain'd with cruelty nor puff'd with prideV
How happy had he been if destinyV
Had higher plac'd his birth or not so highX2
His kingly virtues might have claim'd a throneW2
And blest all other countries but his ownW2
But charming greatness since so few refuseU2
'Tis juster to lament him than accuseU2
Strong were his hopes a rival to removeN
With blandishments to gain the public loveO
To head the faction while their zeal was hotV
And popularly prosecute the plotV
To farther this Achitophel unitesU2
The malcontents of all the IsraelitesU2
Whose differing parties he could wisely joinW2
For several ends to serve the same designW2
The best and of the princes some were suchO3
Who thought the pow'r of monarchy too muchO3
Mistaken men and patriots in their heartsU2
Not wicked but seduc'd by impious artsU2
By these the springs of property were bentV
And wound so high they crack'd the governmentV
The next for interest sought t'embroil the stateV
To sell their duty at a dearer rateV
And make their Jewish markets of the throneW2
Pretending public good to serve their ownW2
Others thought kings an useless heavy loadV
Who cost too much and did too little goodV
These were for laying honest David byX2
On principles of pure good husbandryV
With them join'd all th'haranguers of the throngM2
That thought to get preferment by the tongueB3
Who follow next a double danger bringA2
Not only hating David but the kingA2
The Solymaean rout well vers'd of oldV
In godly faction and in treason boldV
Cow'ring and quaking at a conqu'ror's swordV
But lofty to a lawful prince restor'dV
Saw with disdain an Ethnic plot begunW2
And scorn'd by Jebusites to be out doneW2
Hot Levites headed these who pull'd beforeS
From th'Ark which in the Judges' days they boreS
Resum'd their Cant and with a zealous cryX2
Pursu'd their old belov'd TheocracyV
Where Sanhedrin and Priest enslav'd the nationW2
And justifi'd their spoils by inspirationW2
For who so fit for reign as Aaron's raceU2
If once dominion they could found in GraceU2
These led the pack though not of surest scentV
Yet deepest mouth'd against the governmentV
A numerous host of dreaming saints succeedV
Of the true old enthusiastic breedV
'Gainst form and order they their pow'r employP3
Nothing to build and all things to destroyP3
But far more numerous was the herd of suchO3
Who think too little and who talk too muchO3
These out of mere instinct they knew not whyX2
Ador'd their father's God and propertyV
And by the same blind benefit of fateV
The Devil and the Jebusite did hateV
Born to be saved even in their own despiteV
Because they could not help believing rightV
Such were the tools but a whole Hydra moreS
Remains of sprouting heads too long to scoreS
Some of their chiefs were princes of the landV
In the first rank of these did Zimri standV
A man so various that he seem'd to beV
Not one but all Mankind's EpitomeV
Stiff in opinions always in the wrongM2
Was everything by starts and nothing longM2
But in the course of one revolving moonW2
Was chemist fiddler statesman and buffoonW2
Then all for women painting rhyming drinkingA2
Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinkingA2
Blest madman who could every hour employP3
With something new to wish or to enjoyP3
Railing and praising were his usual themesU2
And both to show his judgment in extremesU2
So over violent or over civilH2
That every man with him was god or devilH2
In squandering wealth was his peculiar artV
Nothing went unrewarded but desertV
Beggar'd by fools whom still he found too lateV
He had his jest and they had his estateV
He laugh'd himself from court then sought reliefQ3
By forming parties but could ne'er be chiefQ3
For spite of him the weight of business fellG2
On Absalom and wise AchitophelG2
Thus wicked but in will of means bereftV
He left not faction but of that was leftV
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Titles and names 'twere tedious to rehearseU2
Of lords below the dignity of verseU2
Wits warriors commonwealths men were the bestV
Kind husbands and mere nobles all the restV
And therefore in the name of dullness beV
The well hung Balaam and cold Caleb freeV
And canting Nadab let oblivion damnW2
Who made new porridge for the Paschal LambW2
Let friendship's holy band some names assureS
Some their own worth and some let scorn secureS
Nor shall the rascal rabble here have placeU2
Whom kings no titles gave and God no graceU2
Not bull faced Jonas who could statutes drawS
To mean rebellion and make treason lawS
But he though bad is follow'd by a worseU2
The wretch who Heav'n's Anointed dar'd to curseU2
Shimei whose youth did early promise bringA2
Of zeal to God and hatred to his kingA2
Did wisely from expensive sins refrainW2
And never broke the Sabbath but for gainW2
Nor ever was he known an oath to ventV
Or curse unless against the governmentV
Thus heaping wealth by the most ready wayL
Among the Jews which was to cheat and prayL
The city to reward his pious hateV
Against his master chose him magistrateV
His hand a vare of justice did upholdV
His neck was loaded with a chain of goldV
During his office treason was no crimeM3
The sons of Belial had a glorious timeM3
For Shimei though not prodigal of pelfQ3
Yet lov'd his wicked neighbour as himselfQ3
When two or three were gather'd to declaimT
Against the monarch of JerusalemJ
Shimei was always in the midst of themL2
And if they curst the king when he was byX2
Would rather curse than break good companyV
If any durst his factious friends accuseU2
He pack'd a jury of dissenting JewsU2
Whose fellow feeling in the godly causeU2
Would free the suff'ring saint from human lawsU2
For laws are only made to punish thoseU2
Who serve the king and to protect his foesU2
If any leisure time he had from pow'rS
Because 'tis sin to mis employ an hourS
His bus'ness was by writing to persuadeV
That kings were useless and a clog to tradeV
And that his noble style he might refineW2
No Rechabite more shunn'd the fumes of wineW2
Chaste were his cellars and his shrieval boardV
The grossness of a city feast abhorr'dV
His cooks with long disuse their trade forgotV
Cool was his kitchen though his brains were hotV
Such frugal virtue malice may accuseU2
But sure 'twas necessary to the JewsU2
For towns once burnt such magistrates requireS
As dare not tempt God's providence by fireS
With spiritual food he fed his servants wellG2
But free from flesh that made the Jews rebelG2
And Moses' laws he held in more accountV
For forty days of fasting in the mountV
To speak the rest who better are forgotV
Would tire a well breath'd witness of the plotV
Yet Corah thou shalt from oblivion passU2
Erect thyself thou monumental brassU2
High as the serpent of thy metal madeV
While nations stand secure beneath thy shadeV
What though his birth were base yet comets riseU2
From earthy vapours e'er they shine in skiesU2
Prodigious actions may as well be doneW2
By weaver's issue as by prince's sonW2
This arch attestor for the public goodV
By that one deed ennobles all his bloodV
Who ever ask'd the witnesses' high raceU2
Whose oath with martyrdom did Stephen graceU2
Ours was a Levite and as times went thenW2
His tribe were God almighty's gentlemenW2
Sunk were his eyes his voice was harsh and loudV
Sure signs he neither choleric was nor proudV
His long chin prov'd his wit his saint like graceU2
A church vermilion and a Moses' faceU2
His memory miraculously greatV
Could plots exceeding man's belief repeatV
Which therefore cannot be accounted liesU2
For human wit could never such deviseU2
Some future truths are mingled in his bookS2
But where the witness fail'd the Prophet spokeY2
Some things like visionary flights appearS
The spirit caught him up the Lord knows whereS
And gave him his rabbinical degreeV
Unknown to foreign universityV
His judgment yet his mem'ry did excelG2
Which piec'd his wondrous evidence so wellG2
And suited to the temper of the timesU2
Then groaning under Jebusitic crimesU2
Let Israel's foes suspect his Heav'nly callG2
And rashly judge his writ apocryphalG2
Our laws for such affronts have forfeits madeV
He takes his life who takes away his tradeV
Were I myself in witness Corah's placeU2
The wretch who did me such a dire disgraceU2
Should whet my memory though once forgotV
To make him an appendix of my plotV
His zeal to Heav'n made him his prince despiseU2
And load his person with indignitiesU2
But Zeal peculiar privilege affordsU2
Indulging latitude to deeds and wordsU2
And Corah might for Agag's murther callG2
In terms as coarse as Samuel us'd to SaulG2
What others in his evidence did joinW2
The best that could be had for love or coinW2
In Corah's own predicament will fallG2
For Witness is a common name to allG2
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Surrounded thus with friends of every sortV
Deluded Absalom forsakes the courtV
Impatient of high hopes urg'd with renownW2
And fir'd with near possession of a crownW2
Th' admiring crowd are dazzled with surpriseU2
And on his goodly person feed their eyesU2
His joy conceal'd he sets himself to showZ
On each side bowing popularly lowZ
His looks his gestures and his words he framesU2
And with familiar ease repeats their namesU2
Thus form'd by Nature furnish'd out with artsU2
He glides unfelt into their secret heartsU2
Then with a kind compassionating lookS2
And sighs bespeaking pity e'er he spokeY2
Few words he said but easy those and fitV
More slow than Hybla drops and far more sweetV
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I mourn my country men your lost estateV
Though far unable to prevent your fateV
Behold a banish'd man for your dear causeU2
Expos'd a prey to arbitrary lawsU2
Yet oh that I alone could be undoneW2
Cut off from empire and no more a sonW2
Now all your liberties a spoil are madeV
Egypt and Tyrus intercept your tradeV
And Jebusites your sacred rites invadeV
My father whom with reverence yet I nameT
Charm'd into ease is careless of his fameT
And brib'd with petty sums of foreign goldV
Is grown in Bathsheba's embraces oldV
Exalts his enemies his friends destroysU2
And all his pow'r against himself employsU2
He gives and let him give my right awayL
But why should he his own and yours betrayL
He only he can make the nation bleedV
And he alone from my revenge is freedV
Take then my tears with that he wip'd his eyesU2
'Tis all the aid my present pow'r suppliesU2
No court informer can these arms accuseU2
These arms may sons against their fathers useU2
And 'tis my wish the next successor's reignW2
May make no other Israelite complainW2
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Youth beauty graceful action seldom failG2
But common interest always will prevailG2
And pity never ceases to be shownW2
To him who makes the people's wrongs his ownW2
The crowd that still believe their kings oppressU2
With lifted hands their young Messiah blessU2
Who now begins his progress to ordainW2
With chariots horsemen and a num'rous trainW2
From East to West his glories he displaysU2
And like the sun the Promis'd Land surveysU2
Fame runs before him as the Morning StarS
And shouts of joy salute him from afarS
Each house receives him as a guardian GodV
And consecrates the place of his abodeV
But hospitable treats did most commendV
Wise Issachar his wealthy western friendV
This moving court that caught the people's eyesU2
And seem'd but pomp did other ends disguiseU2
Achitophel had form'd it with intentV
To sound the depths and fathom where it wentV
The people's hearts distinguish friends from foesU2
And try their strength before they came to blowsU2
Yet all was colour'd with a smooth pretenceU2
Of specious love and duty to their princeU2
Religion and redress of grievancesU2
Two names that always cheat and always pleaseU2
Are often urg'd and good King David's lifeQ3
Endanger'd by a brother and a wifeQ3
Thus in a pageant show a plot is madeV
And peace itself is war in masqueradeV
Oh foolish Israel never warn'd by illG2
Still the same bait and circumvented stillG2
Did ever men forsake their present easeU2
In midst of health imagine a diseaseU2
Take pains contingent mischiefs to foreseeU2
Make heirs for monarchs and for God decreeU2
What shall we think Can people give awayL
Both for themselves and sons their native swayL
Then they are left defenceless to the swordV
Of each unbounded arbitrary lordV
And laws are vain by which we right enjoyP3
If kings unquestion'd can those laws destroyP3
Yet if the crowd be judge of fit and justV
And kings are only officers in trustV
Then this resuming cov'nant was declar'dV
When Kings were made or is for ever bar'dV
If those who gave the sceptre could not tieX2
By their own deed their own posterityU2
How then could Adam bind his future raceU2
How could his forfeit on mankind take placeU2
Or how could heavenly justice damn us allG2
Who ne'er consented to our father's fallG2
Then kings are slaves to those whom they commandV
And tenants to their people's pleasure standV
Add that the pow'r for property allow'dV
Is mischievously seated in the crowdV
For who can be secure of private rightV
If sovereign sway may be dissolv'd by mightV
Nor is the people's judgment always trueS
The most may err as grossly as the fewS
And faultless kings run down by common cryX2
For vice oppression and for tyrannyU2
What standard is there in a fickle routV
Which flowing to the mark runs faster outV
Nor only crowds but Sanhedrins may beU2
Infected with this public lunacyU2
And share the madness of rebellious timesU2
To murther monarchs for imagin'd crimesU2
If they may give and take whene'er they pleaseU2
Not kings alone the godhead's imagesU2
But government itself at length must fallG2
To nature's state where all have right to allG2
Yet grant our lords the people kings can makeE3
What prudent men a settled throne would shakeE3
For whatsoe'er their sufferings were beforeS
That change they covet makes them suffer moreS
All other errors but disturb a stateV
But innovation is the blow of fateV
If ancient fabrics nod and threat to fallG2
To patch the flaws and buttress up the wallG2
Thus far 'tis duty but here fix the markG3
For all beyond it is to touch our ArkG3
To change foundations cast the frame anewS
Is work for rebels who base ends pursueS
At once divine and human laws controlG2
And mend the parts by ruin of the wholeG2
The tamp'ring world is subject to this curseU2
To physic their disease into a worseU2
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Now what relief can righteous David bringA2
How fatal 'tis to be too good a kingA2
Friends he has few so high the madness growsU2
Who dare be such must be the people's foesU2
Yet some there were ev'n in the worst of daysU2
Some let me name and naming is to praiseU2
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In this short file Barzillai first appearsU2
Barzillai crown'd with honour and with yearsU2
Long since the rising rebels he withstoodV
In regions waste beyond the Jordan's floodV
Unfortunately brave to buoy the stateV
But sinking underneath his master's fateV
In exile with his god like prince he mourn'dV
For him he suffer'd and with him return'dV
The court he practis'd not the courtier's artV
Large was his wealth but larger was his heartV
Which well the noblest objects knew to chooseU2
The fighting warrior and recording MuseU2
His bed could once a fruitful issue boastV
Now more than half a father's name is lostV
His eldest hope with every grace adorn'dV
By me so Heav'n will have it always mourn'dV
And always honour'd snatch'd in manhood's primeM3
B' unequal Fates and Providence's crimeM3
Yet not before the goal of honour wonW2
All parts fulfill'd of subject and of sonW2
Swift was the race but short the time to runW2
Oh narrow circle but of pow'r divineW2
Scanted in space but perfect in thy lineW2
By sea by land thy matchless worth was knownW2
Arms thy delight and war was all thy ownW2
Thy force infus'd the fainting Tyrians propp'dV
And haughty Pharaoh found his fortune stopp'dV
Oh ancient honour Oh unconquer'd HandV
Whom foes unpunish'd never could withstandV
But Israel was unworthy of thy nameT
Short is the date of all immoderate fameT
It looks as Heav'n our ruin had design'dV
And durst not trust thy fortune and thy mindV
Now free from earth thy disencumber'd SoulG2
Mounts up and leaves behind the clouds and starry poleG2
From thence thy kindred legions may'st thou bringA2
To aid the Guardian Angel of thy kingA2
Here stop my Muse here cease thy painful flightV
No pinions can pursue immortal heightV
Tell good Barzillai thou canst sing no moreS
And tell thy soul she should have fled beforeS
Or fled she with his life and left this verseU2
To hang on her departed patron's hearseU2
Now take thy steepy flight from Heav'n and seeU2
If thou canst find on earth another heU2
Another he would be too hard to findV
See then whom thou canst see not far behindV
Zadoc the priest whom shunning pow'r and placeU2
His lowly mind advanc'd to David's graceU2
With him the Sagan of JerusalemJ
Of hospitable soul and noble stemL2
Him of the western dome whose weighty senseU2
Flows in fit words and heavenly eloquenceU2
The Prophet's sons by such example ledV
To learning and to loyalty were bredV
For colleges on bounteous kings dependV
And never rebel was to arts a friendV
To these succeed the pillars of the lawsU2
Who best could plead and best can judge a causeU2
Next them a train of loyal peers ascendV
Sharp judging Adriel the Muse's friendV
Himself a Muse in Sanhedrin's debateV
True to his prince but not a slave of stateV
Whom David's love with honours did adornW2
That from his disobedient son were tornW2
Jotham of piercing wit and pregnant thoughtV
Endow'd by Nature and by learning taughtV
To move assemblies who but only tri'dV
The worse awhile then chose the better sideV
Nor chose alone but turn'd the balance tooS
So much the weight of one brave man can doS
Hushai the friend of David in distressU2
In public storms of manly steadfastnessU2
By foreign treaties he inform'd his youthR3
And join'd experience to his native truthR3
His frugal care suppli'd the wanting throneW2
Frugal for that but bounteous of his ownW2
'Tis easy conduct when exchequers flowZ
But hard the task to manage well the lowZ
For sovereign power is too depress'd or highX2
When kings are forc'd to sell or crowds to buyX2
Indulge one labour more my weary MuseU2
For Amiel who can Amiel's praise refuseU2
Of ancient race by birth but nobler yetV
In his own worth and without title greatV
The Sanhedrin long time as chief he rul'dV
Their reason guided and their passion cool'dV
So dext'rous was he in the crown's defenceU2
So form'd to speak a loyal nation's senseU2
That as their band was Israel's tribes in smallG2
So fit was he to represent them allG2
Now rasher charioteers the seat ascendV
Whose loose careers his steady skill commendV
They like th'unequal ruler of the dayL
Misguide the seasons and mistake the wayL
While he withdrawn at their mad labour smilesU2
And safe enjoys the sabbath of his toilsU2
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These were the chief a small but faithful bandV
Of worthies in the breach who dar'd to standV
And tempt th'united fury of the landV
With grief they view'd such powerful engines bentV
To batter down the lawful governmentV
A numerous faction with pretended frightsU2
In Sanhedrins to plume the regal rightsU2
The true successor from the court remov'dV
The plot by hireling witnesses improv'dV
These ills they saw and as their duty boundV
They show'd the king the danger of the woundV
That no concessions from the throne would pleaseU2
But lenitives fomented the diseaseU2
That Absalom ambitious of the crownW2
Was made the lure to draw the people downW2
That false Achitophel's pernicious hateV
Had turn'd the plot to ruin church and stateV
The Council violent the rabble worseU2
That Shimei taught Jerusalem to curseU2
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With all these loads of injuries opprestV
And long revolving in his careful breastV
Th'event of things at last his patience tir'dV
Thus from his royal throne by Heav'n inspir'dV
The god like David spoke and awful fearS
His train their Maker in their Master hearS
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Thus long have I by native mercy sway'dV
My wrongs dissembl'd my revenge delay'dV
So willing to forgive th'offending ageC3
So much the father did the king assuageC3
But now so far my clemency they slightV
Th' offenders question my forgiving rightV
That one was made for many they contendV
But 'tis to rule for that's a monarch's endV
They call my tenderness of blood my fearS
Though manly tempers can the longest bearS
Yet since they will divert my native courseU2
'Tis time to shew I am not good by forceU2
Those heap'd affronts that haughty subjects bringA2
Are burdens for a camel not a kingA2
Kings are the public pillars of the stateV
Born to sustain and prop the nation's weightV
If my young Sampson will pretend a callG2
To shake the column let him share the fallG2
But oh that yet he would repent and liveQ3
How easy 'tis for parents to forgiveQ3
With how few tears a pardon might be wonW2
From Nature pleading for a darling sonW2
Poor pitied youth by my paternal careS
Rais'd up to all the heights his frame could bearS
Had God ordain'd his fate for empire bornW2
He would have giv'n his soul another turnW2
Gull'd with a patriot's name whose modern senseU2
Is one that would by law supplant his princeU2
The people's brave the politician's toolG2
Never was patriot yet but was a foolG2
Whence comes it that religion and the lawsU2
Should more be Absalom's than David's causeU2
His old instructor e'er he lost his placeU2
Was never thought endued with so much graceU2
Good heav'ns how faction can a patriot paintV
My rebel ever proves my people's saintV
Would they impose an heir upon the throneW2
Let Sanhedrins be taught to give their ownW2
A king's at least a part of governmentV
And mine as requisite as their consentV
Without my leave a future king to chooseU2
Infers a right the present to deposeU2
True they petition me t'approve their choiceU2
But Esau's hands suit ill with Jacob's voiceU2
My pious subjects for my safety prayL
Which to secure they take my pow'r awayL
From plots and treasons Heav'n preserve my yearsU2
But save me most from my petitionersU2
Unsatiate as the barren womb or graveQ3
God cannot grant so much as they can craveQ3
What then is left but with a jealous eyeX2
To guard the small remains of royaltyV
The law shall still direct my peaceful swayL
And the same law teach rebels to obeyL
Votes shall no more establish'd pow'r controlG2
Such votes as make a part exceed the wholeG2
No groundless clamours shall my friends removeQ3
Nor crowds have pow'r to punish ere they proveQ3
For gods and god like kings their care expressU2
Still to defend their servants in distressU2
Oh that my pow'r to saving were confin'dV
Why am I forc'd like Heav'n against my mindV
To make examples of another kindV
Must I at length the sword of justice drawS
Oh curst effects of necessary lawS
How ill my fear they by my mercy scanW2
Beware the fury of a patient manW2
Law they require let law then show her faceU2
They could not be content to look on graceU2
Her hinder parts but with a daring eyeX2
To tempt the terror of her front and dieX2
By their own arts 'tis righteously decreedV
Those dire artificers of death shall bleedV
Against themselves their witnesses will swearS
Till viper like their mother plot they tearS
And suck for nutriment that bloody goreS
Which was their principle of life beforeS
Their Belial with the Belzebub will fightV
Thus on my foes my foes shall do me rightV
Nor doubt th'event for factious crowds engageC3
In their first onset all their brutal rageC3
Then let 'em take an unresisted courseU2
Retire and traverse and delude their forceU2
But when they stand all breathless urge the fightV
And rise upon 'em with redoubled mightV
For lawful pow'r is still superior foundV
When long driv'n back at length it stands the groundV
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He said Th' Almighty nodding gave consentV
And peals of thunder shook the firmamentV
Henceforth a series of new time beganW2
The mighty years in long procession ranW2
Once more the god like David was restor'dV
And willing nations knew their lawful lordV

John Dryden



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