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That seat, and reign in Israel without end.
Among the Heathen (for throughout the world
To me is not unknown what hath been done 444
Worthy' of memorial), canst thou not remember
Quintius, Fabricius, Curius, Regulus?
For I esteem those names of men so poor
Who could do mighty things, and could contemn
Riches though offer'd from the hand of kings.
And what in me seems wanting, but that I 450
May also in this poverty as soon
Accomplish what they did, perhaps and more?
Extol not riches then, the toil of fools,
The wise man's cumbrance if not snare, more apt
To slacken virtue, and abate her edge, 455
Than prompt her to do aught- may merit praise.
What if with like aversion I reject
Riches and realms; yet not for that a crown,
Golden in show, is but a wreath of thorns,
Brings dangers, troubles, cares,.and sleepless nights
To him who wears the regal diadem, 461
When on his shoulders each man's burthen lies;
For therein stands the office of a king,
His honor, virtue, merit and chief praise,
That for the public all this weight he bears. 465
Yet he who reigns within himself, and rules
Passions, desires, and fears, is more a king;
Which every wise and virtuous man attains:
And who attains not, ill aspires to rule
Cities of men, or headstrong multitudes, 470
Subject himself to anarchy within,
Or lawless passions in him which he serves.
But to guide nations in the way of truth
By saving do&rin, and from error lead
To know, and knowing worship God aright, 4.75
Is yet more kingly; this attracts the soul,
Governs the inner man, the nobler part;
That other o'er the body only reigns,
And oft by force, which to a generous mind
So reigning can be no sincere delight. 4?»
Besides to give a kingdom hath been thought
Greater and nobler done, and to lay down
Far more magnanimous, than to assume.
Riches are needless then, both for themselves,
And for thy reason why they should be sought, 4.85
To gain a scepter, oftest better miss'd.
'the End of the Second Book.
So spake the Son erf God, and Satan stood
A while as mute, confounded what to say,
What to reply, confuted and convine'd
Of his weak arguing, and fallacious drift;
At length collecting all his serpent wiles, 5
With soothing words renew'd, him thus accosts:
I see thou know'st what is of use to know,
These godlike virtues wherefore dost thou hide,
In savage wilderness ? wherefore deprive
That sole excites to high attempts, the flame
To whom our Saviour calmly thus reply'd:
For glory's sake by all thy argument.
A miscellaneous rabble, who extol [praise?
Things vulgar, and well weigh'd, scarce worth the They praise, and they admire they know not what,
And know not whom, but as one leads the other;
Looking on th' earth, with approbation marks
By conquest far and wide, to over-run