Abominations rather, as did once
Antiochus: And think'st thou to regain Thy right, by sitting still, or thus retiring? So did not Maccabeus: he indeed Retired unto the desart, but with arms; And o'er a mighty king so oft prevail'd,
That by strong hand his family obtain'd,
Though priests, the crown, and David's throne usurp'd With Modin1 and her suburbs once content.
If kingdom move thee not, let move thee zeal And duty; zeal and duty are not slow, But on occasion's forelock watchful wait: They themselves rather are occasion best; Zeal of thy father's house, duty to free Thy country from her Heathen servitude. So shalt thou best fulfil, best verify
The Prophets old, who sung thy endless reign; The happier reign, the sooner it begins:
Reign then; what canst thou better do the while? To whom our Saviour answer thus return'd.
All things are best fulfill'd in their due time; And time there is for all things, Truth hath said. If of my reign Prophetick Writ hath told, That it shall never end, so, when begin, The Father in his purpose hath decreed; He, in whose hand all times and seasons roll. What if he hath decreed that I shall first Be tried in humble state, and things adverse, By tribulations, injuries, insults,
Contempts, and scorns, and snares, and violence,
Suffering, abstaining, quietly expecting,
Without distrust or doubt, that he may know
What I can suffer, how obey? Who best
'Modin:' an obscure part of Judea.
Can suffer, best can do; best reign, who first Well hath obey'd; just trial, ere I merit My exaltation without change or end. But what concerns it thee, when I begin My everlasting kingdom? Why art thou Solicitous? What moves thy inquisition? Know'st thou not that my rising is thy fall, And my promotion will be thy destruction?
To whom the Tempter, inly rack'd, replied. Let that come when it comes; all hope is lost Of my reception into grace: what worse? For where no hope is left, is left no fear: If there be worse, the expectation more Of worse torments me than the feeling can. I would be at the worst; worst is my port, My harbour, and my ultimate repose: The end I would attain, my final good. My errour was my errour, and my crime My crime; whatever, for itself condemn'd; And will alike be punish'd, whether thou Reign, or reign not; though to that gentle brow Willingly could I fly, and hope thy reign, From that placid aspéct and meek regard, Rather than aggravate my evil state,
Would stand between me and thy Father's ire, (Whose ire I dread more than the fire of hell), A shelter, and a kind of shading cool Interposition, as a summer's cloud.
If I then to the worst that can be haste, Why move thy feet so slow to what is best, Happiest, both to thyself and all the world, That thou, who worthiest art, shouldst be their king? Perhaps thou linger'st, in deep thoughts detain'd Of the enterprise so hazardous and high;
No wonder; for, though in thee be united What of perfection can in man be found, Or human nature can receive, consider,
Thy life hath yet been private, most part spent At home, scarce view'd the Galilean towns, And once a year Jerusalem, few days'
Short sojourn; and what thence couldst thou observe? The world thou hast not seen, much less her glory, Empires, and monarchs, and their radiant courts, Best school of best experience, quickest insight In all things that to greatest actions lead. The wisest, unexperienc'd, will be ever Timorous and loth, with novice modesty (As he1 who, seeking asses, found a kingdom), Irresolute, unhardy, unadventurous :
But I will bring thee where thou soon shalt quit Those rudiments, and see before thine eyes
The monarchies of the earth, their pomp and state; Sufficient introduction to inform
Thee, of thyself so apt, in regal arts,
And regal mysteries; that thou may'st know
How best their opposition to withstand.
With that, (such power was given him then,) he took The Son of God up to a mountain 2 high.
It was a mountain at whose verdant feet
A spacious plain, outstretch'd in circuit wide, Lay pleasant; from his side two rivers3 flow'd,
The one winding, the other straight, and left between Fair champain with less rivers intervein'd, Then meeting join'd their tribute to the sea: Fertile of corn the glebe, of oil, and wine;
With herds the pastures throng'd, with flocks the hills ;
'He:' Saul. A mountain:' Niphates; see 8th book of Paradise Lost.— 'Two rivers: ' Tigris and Euphrates.
Huge cities and high-tower'd, that well might seem The seats of mightiest monarchs; and so large The prospect was, that here and there was room For barren desart, fountainless and dry. To this high mountain top the Tempter brought Our Saviour, and new train of words began.
Well have we speeded, and o'er hill and dale, Forest, and field, and flood, temples and towers, Cut shorter many a league: here thou behold'st Assyria, and her empire's ancient bounds, Araxes and the Caspian lake; thence on As far as Indus east, Euphrates west, And oft beyond to south the Persian bay, And, inaccessible, the Arabian drouth:1 Here Nineveh, of length within her wall Several days' journey, built by Ninus old, Of that first golden monarchy the seat, And seat of Salmanassar,2 whose success Israel in long captivity still mourns; There Babylon, the wonder of all tongues, As ancient, but rebuilt by him who twice Judah, and all thy father David's house Led captive, and Jerusalem laid waste, Till Cyrus set them free; Persepolis, His city, there thou seest, and Bactra3 there ; Ecbatana her structure vast there shows, And Hecatompylos her hundred gates; There Susa by Choaspes, amber stream, The drink of none but kings; of later fame, Built by Emathian5 or by Parthian hands, The great Seleucia, Nisibis, and there
1 'Drouth: ' i. e., desert.-2 Salmanassar:' who took captive the ten tribes. _Persepolis,'' Bactra:' chief cities in Persia.—* ' Choaspes:' or Ulai, the waters of which were sacred to the use of kings.—' Emathian :' i. e., Macedonian.Seleucia,' &c.: cities on Tigris.
Artaxata, Teredon, Ctesiphon,
Turning with easy eye, thou may'st behold. All these the Parthian (now some ages past, By great Arsaces led, who founded first That empire), under his dominion holds, From the luxurious kings1 of Antioch won. And just in time thou com'st to have a view Of his great power; for now the Parthian king In Ctesiphon hath gather'd all his host Against the Scythian, whose incursions wild Have wasted Sogdiana; to her aid
He marches now in haste; see, though from far, His thousands, in what martial equipage
They issue forth, steel bows and shafts their arms, Of equal dread in flight, or in pursuit ;
All horsemen, in which fight they most excel; See how in warlike muster they appear,
In rhombs,2 and wedges, and half-moons, and wings. He look'd, and saw what numbers numberless The city gates out-pour'd, light-armed troops, In coats of mail and military pride;
In mail their horses clad, yet fleet and strong, Prauncing their riders bore, the flower, and choice Of many provinces from bound to bound; From Arachosia,3 from Candaor east, And Margiana to the Hyrcanian cliffs Of Caucasus, and dark Iberian dales; From Atropatia and the neighbouring plains Of Adiabene, Media, and the south Of Susiana, to Balsara's haven.
He saw them in their forms of battle rang'd,
How quick they wheel'd, and flying behind him shot
1 'Luxurious kings:' the Antiochi.-2Rhomb:' a phalanx with four equal sides. Arachosia,' &c.: all provinces in Parthia.-Balsara:' Basra.
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