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sawa. : I heard the rack ei wud ibi sxy woald mingle, but myself mestant; ari these fans,' though mortals fear them ; udugerous to the pillar'd frame of hear'n, w the earts's dark lasis underneath,

the Lain as in considerable
wsi Larmiess, if not wholesome, as a sneeze

) man's less universe, and soon are gone;
iet as being ofttimes noxious where they light
un man, beast, plant, wasteful, and tarbulent,
Like turbulencies in the affairs of men,
(jver whose heads they roar, and seem to point,
They oft fore-signify and threaten ill:
This tempest at this desert most was bent ;
Ut ven at thee, for only thou here dwell'st.
Du I not tell thee, if thou did'st reject
The perfect season offer'd with my aid
To win thy destined seat, but wilt prolong
Al to the push of fate, pursue thy way
Of gaining David's throne no man knows when,
For both the when and how is no where told,
Thou shalt be what thou art ordain'd, no doubt;
For angels have proclaim'd it, but concealing
The time and means; each act is rightliest done
Vwhen it must, but when it may be best.

erre not this, be sure to find,
old thee, many a hard assay
nd adversities, and pains,
rael's sceptre get fast hold;

Whereof this ominous night that closed thee round,
So many terrors, voices, prodigies,
May warn thee, as a sure fore-going sign.

So talk'd he, while the Son of God went on
And staid not, but in brief him answer'd thus.

Me worse than wet thou find'st not; other harm Those terrors, which thou speak'st of, did me none; I never fear'd they could, though noising loud And threat’ning nigh; what they can do as signs Betok’ning, or ill-boding, I contemn As false portents, not sent from God, but thee; Who, knowing I shall reign past thy preventing, Obtrud'st thy offer'd aid, that I accepting At least might seem to hold all pow'r of thee, Ambitious spirit! and would'st be thought my God, And storm'st refused, thinking to terrify Me to thy will. Desist, thou art discern'd And toil'st in vain, nor me in vain molest. To whom the fiend now swoll'n with

rage replied. Then hear, O Son of David, virgin-born; For Son of God to me is yet in doubt: Of the Messiah I had heard, foretold By all the prophets; of thy birth at length Announced by Gabriel with the first I knew, And of the angelic song in Bethlehem field, On thy birthnight, that sung thee Saviour born. From that time seldom have I ceased to eye Thy infancy, thy childhood, and thy youth, Thy manhood last, though yet in private bred; Till at the ford of Jordan, whither all Flock'd to the Baptist, I among the rest, Though not to be baptized, by voice from heav'n Heard thee pronounced the Son of God beloved. Thenceforth I thought thee worth my nearer view And narrower scrutiny, that I might learn In what degree or meaning thou art callid The Son of God, which bears no single sense; The Son of God I also am, or was, And if I was I am; relation stands; All men are sons of GOD; yet thee I thought

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wangat, m 3 m in,
Tine, Inst. If nezz na soti rise and mod,
Tist, mora ir innan, teises ringioms, glory,
Face 1 miss antema' t, and may again:
1'n mor via mora 101 att tran nan,
W sa naning og trice from hear'n,
Luther net and I mist sow begin.

s triache tanght him up, and withoat wing
0 kort boze tarsagh the aiz sublime
Orm the widernes and s'e the plain;
Til madeneta them fait Jerusalem,
The holy ety, kitni high her towers,
And higher get the glorious temple rear'd
Fler pále, far off appearing like a mount
Of alabaster, toppd with golden spires:
There on the highest pinnacle he set
The Son of God, and added thus in scorn.

There stand, if thou wilt stand; to stand upright
Will ask thee skill; I to thy father's house
Have brought thee, and highest placed; highest is best;
Now show thy progeny; if not to stand,
Cast thyself down; safely, if Son of God;
For it is written, He will give command
cerning thee to his angels, in their hands

shall uplift thee, lest at any time

Thou chance to dash thy foot against a stone.

To whom thus Jesus. Also it is written, Tempt not the Lord thy God: he said and stood: But Satan smitten with amazement fell. As when earth's son Antæus,' to compare Small things with greatest, in Irassa strove With Jove's Alcides, and oft foil'd still rose, Receiving from his mother earth new strength, Fresh from his fall, and fiercer grapple join'd, Throttled at length in th' air, expired and fell; So after many a foil the tempter proud, Renewing fresh assaults, amidst his pride Fell whence he stood to see his victor fall. And as that Theban monster ? that proposed Her riddle, and him who solved it not, devour'd, That once found out and solved, for grief and spite Cast herself headlong from th’Ismenian steep; So struck with dread and anguish fell the fiend, And to his crew that sat consulting, brought Joyless triumphals of his hoped success, Ruin, and desperation, and dismay, Who durst so proudly tempt the Son of God. So Satan fell; and straight a fiery globe Of angels on full sail of wing flew nigh, Who on their plumy vans received Him soft. From His uneasy station, and upbore As on a floating couch through the blithe air, Then in a flow'ry valley set Him down On a green bank, and set before Him spread A table of celestial food, divine, Ambrosial fruits, fetch'd from the Tree of Life, And from the Fount of Life ambrosial drink, That soon refresh'd Him wearied, and repair'd What hunger, if aught hunger had impair'd Or thirst; and, as He fed, angelic quires Sung heav'nly anthems of his victory

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wid attempt; herraiter learn with awe ead the Son of GOD: he all warmil Salase thee with the terror of his voice

demoniae hoids, possession foul,

y legions; yelling they shall fly,
hide them in a herd of swine,
mand them down into the deep