ON THE NEW FORCERS OF CONSCIENCE UNDER THE LONG PARLIAMENT. BECAUSE you have thrown off your Prelate Lord, From them whose sin ye envied, not abhorr'd; To force our consciences that Christ set free, And ride us with a classick1 hierarchy Taught ye by mere A. S.2 and Rotherford ?3 Men, whose life, learning, faith, and pure intent, Would have been held in high esteem with Paul, Must now be named and printed Hereticks By shallow Edwards4 and Scotch what d'ye call:5 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. ''Classick:' referring to the classes, including the parochial presbyteries into which England was divided.—2 A. S.:' Adam Steuart, a divine of the Church of Scotland, and the author of several polemical tracts, some portions of which commence with A. S. only prefixed.- Samuel Rotherford,' or Rutherford, one of the chief commissioners of the Church of Scotland, and professor of divinity in the University of St Andrews. He was a great genius, but disliked by Milton for his aversion to Independency. Who has not heard of his 'Letters'? Thomas Edwards,' minister: a pamphleteering opponent of Milton, whose plan of Independency he assailed. What d'ye call:' perhaps Henderson, or Gillespie, Scotch divines.- 'Bauk:' spare. 6 6 TRANSLATIONS. THE FIFTH ODE OF HORACE, LIB. I. WHAT slender youth, bedew'd with liquid odours, In wreaths thy golden hair, Plain in thy neatness? O, how oft shall he Who now enjoys thee credulous, all gold, To whom thou untried seem'st fair! Me, in my vow'd My dank and dropping weeds To the stern God of sea. 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 To whom, sleeping before the Altar, DIANA answers in a Vision the same BRUTUS, far to the west, in the ocean wide, FROM DANTE. Aн, Constantine, of how much ill was cause, FROM DANTE. FOUNDED in chaste and humble poverty, 'Gainst them that rais'd thee dost thou lift thy horn, FROM ARIOSTO. THEN pass'd he to a flowery mountain green, FROM HORACE. WHOM do we count a good man? Whom but he FROM EURIPIDES. THIS is true liberty, when freeborn men, FROM HORACE. LAUGHING, to teach the truth, What hinders? As some teachers give to boys Junkets and knacks, that they may learn apace. FROM HORACE. JOKING decides great things, Stronger and better oft than earnest can. 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 I. Done into Verse, 1653. BLESS'D is the man who hath not walk'd astray Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat Nor sinners in the assembly of just men. PSALM II. Done Aug. 8, 1653. TERZETTI. WHY do the Gentiles tumult, and the Nations Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand |