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If Lang leusa mi ment beasts exposed,
Lazzou if ther waith, and greeter sull,
Auf iron sue caix scene effeminate.

TIL VI Í vaiant nat would seek to free
Whese tome degenerate by themselves ensiawed,
Oreonic of inward slaves make outward free?
Know theive when my seasor comes to sit
On Devil's Firme i sal te se a tree
Spreading and swervinadowing all the earth,
Or as a some that stall to pieces lush
Al monastimes bemder throngbout the world,
And if my kingdom there shall be no end.
Means there shall be to this, but what the means,
Is not for thee to know, der me to tell

To whom the tempter impudent replied.
I see all offers made by me bow sight
Thon rain'st, because offer'd, and reject'st;
Nothing will please the diffealt and nice,
Or nothing more than still to contradict.
On the other side know also thou, that I
On what I offer set as high esteem,
Nor what I part with mean to give for nonght;
All these which in a moment thon behold'st,
The kingdoms of the world to thee I give;
For, giv`n to me, I give to whom I please,
No trifle; yet with this reserve, not else,
On this condition, if thou wilt fall down,
And worship me as thy superior lord,
Easily done, and hold them all of me:
For what can less so great a gift deserve?

Whom thus our Saviour answer'd with disdain.

I never liked thy talk, thy offers less,

Now both abhor, since thou hast dared to utter
The abominable terms, impious condition;

But I endure the time, till which expired,
7 hast permission on me. It is written

st of all commandments, Thou shalt worship
1 thy God, and only him shalt serve;
st thou to the Son of GoD propound
in thee accurst, now more accurst

For this attempt, bolder than that on Eve,
And more blasphemous? which expect to rue.
The kingdoms of the world to thee were giv'n,
Permitted rather, and by thee usurp'd,
Other donation none thou canst produce:
If giv'n, by whom but by the King of kings,
Gon over all Supreme? if given to thee,
By thee how fairly is the giver now
Repaid? but gratitude in thee is lost

Long since. Wert thou so void of fear or shame,
As offer them to me the Son of GOD,

To me my own, on such abhorrèd pact,
That I fall down and worship thee as GOD?
Get thee behind me; plain thou now appear'st
That evil one, Satan for ever damn'd.

To whom the fiend with fear abash'd replied.
Be not so sore offended, Son of God,

Though sons of GOD both angels are and men,
If I, to try whether in higher sort

Than these thou bear'st that title, have proposed
What both from men and angels I receive,
Tetrarchs of fire, air, flood, and on the earth
Nations besides from all the quarter'd winds,
GOD of this world invoked and world beneath;
Who then thou art, whose coming is foretold
To me so fatal, me it most concerns.
The trial hath indamaged thee no way,
Rather more honour left and more esteem;
Me nought advantaged, missing what I aim'd.
Therefore let pass, as they are transitory,
The kingdoms of this world; I shall no more
Advise thee; gain them as thou canst, or not.
And thou thyself seem'st otherwise inclined
Than to a worldly crown, addicted more
To contemplation and profound dispute,
As by that early action may be judged,
When, slipping from thy mother's eye, thou went'st
Alone into the temple, there wast found
Amongst the gravest rabbies disputant
On points and questions fitting Moses' chair,


Teaching, not taught. The childhood shows the mant. As morning shows the day. Be famous then By wisdom; as thy empire must extend, So let extend thy mind o'er all the world In knowledge, all things in it comprehend: All knowledge is not couch'd in Moses' law, The Pentateuch, or what the prophets wrote; The Gentiles also know, and write, and teach To admiration, led by nature's light; and thinyoll And with the Gentiles much thou must converse, Ruling them by persuasion as thou mean'st; Without their learning how wilt thou with them, Or they with thee, hold conversation meet? How wilt thou reason with them? how refute Their idolisms, traditions, paradoxes? livs tenT Error by his own arms is best evinced. god of Look once more, ere we leave this specular mount, Westward, much nearer by south-west, behold Where on the Egean shore a city stands Built nobly, pure the air, and light the soil, Athens the eye of Greece,' mother of arts ed W And eloquence, native to famous wits, ale Or hospitable, in her sweet recess, City or suburban, studious walks and shades; See there the olive grove of Academe,2 Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird 3 Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long; There flow'ry hill Hymettus with the sound Of bees' industrious murmur oft invites To studious musing; there Ilissus rolls His whispering stream; within the walls then view The schools of ancient sages; his who bred Sold SivbA Great Alexander to sudue the world, Lyceum there, and painted Stoa next:

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daughter of Pandion, King of Athens, was changed into a nightingale.

4 Aristotle. The Lyceum was the school of Aristotle. Stoa was the school of Zeno, whose disciples were hence called Stoics. This Stoa, or portico, was adorned with a variety of paintings.

Of harmony, in tones and numbers hit

By voice or hand, and various-measured verse,
Æolian charms 1 and Dorian lyric odes,


And his who gave them breath, but higher sung,
Blind Melesigenes,2 thence Homer call'd,
Whose poem Phoebus challenged for his own.
Thence what the lofty grave tragedians taught
In Chorus or Iambick, teachers best
Of moral prudence, with delight received,
In brief sententious precepts, while they treat
Of fate, and chance, and change in human life;
High actions and high passions best describing.
Thence to the famous orators repair,

Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence
Wielded at will that fierce democratic,
Shook the arsenal, and fulmin'd over Greece,
To Macedon, and Artaxerxes' throne:
To sage philosophy next lend thine ear,
From heav'n descended to the low-rooft house
Of Socrates; see there his tenement,
Whom well inspired the oracle pronounced
Wisest of men; from whose mouth issued forth
Mellifluous streams that water'd all the schools
Of Academics 3 old and new, with those
Surnamed Peripatetics, and the sect
Epicurean, and the Stoic severe;

These here revolve, or, as thou lik'st, at home,
Till time mature thee to a kingdom's weight;
These rules will render thee a king complete
Within thyself, much more with empire join'd.

To whom our Saviour thus sagely replied.
Think not but that I know these things, or think
I know them not; not therefore am I short
Of knowing what I ought: he who receives
Light from above, from the fountain of light,

Æolian charms. The poems of Alcous and Sappho; the Dorian lyric odes were those of Pindar.-NEWTON.

2 Homer was so called by his mother because he was born near the River Meles.

The old Academic philosophers were those who followed Plato; the new, those who followed Carneades.-See DUNSTER.

4 Pupils of Aristotle, so called because they taught while walking.

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A find out fouired all things dogi la es
Others in virtue placed flicity,

But vitte jou'd with rides and long lift;
In cargocal please he and careless case;
The Stoic last in philosophie prate

By him call'd vite; and his virtus ma
Wae, perfect in himself, and all powering,
Equal to Gon, of shames not to prefer,
As forcing Gop are arany contening all
Wealth, pleasure, pain or torment, death and life,
Which when he liste he leaves, or boasts he can,
For all his tallions talk is but vain boast,
Or subtle shifts conviction to erade.
Alas! what can they teach and not mislead,
Ignorant of themselves, of God much more,
And how the world began, and how man fell
Degraded by himself, on grace depending?
Much of the soul they talk, but all awry,
And in themselves seek virtue, and to themselves
All glory arrogate, to GoD give none,
Rather accuse him under usual names,
Fortune and fate, as one regardless quite mit 1
Of mortal things. Who therefore seeks in these
True wisdom, finds her not, or by delusion aidi
Far worse, her false resemblance only meets, of
An empty cloud. However, many books
Wise men have said are wearisome; who reads
Incessantly, and to his reading brings not
"pirit and judgment equal or superior,

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4 An allusion to the fable of Ixion, who embraced a cloud which had the form of Juno. - NEWTON,

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