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<P>A PINDARIQUE ODE, DESCRIBING THE EXCELLENCY OF TRUE VIRTUE, WITH REFLEXIONS ON THE <HI>Satyr again&s;t Virtue.</HI></P>
<Q><L>&mdash;<HI>Semita certe</HI></L>
<L><HI>Tranquillae per VIRTUTEM patet unica Vitae.</HI></L>
<BIBL>Juven. <HI>Sat.</HI> 10.</BIBL></Q>
<P><HI>London,</HI> Printed in the Year 1679.</P>
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<HEAD>A PINDARIQUE ODE, De&s;cribing the Excellency of True <HI>VIR|T&V;E;</HI> with Reflections on the <HI>SATYR</HI> Again&s;t VIRTUE.</HEAD>
<LG>
<HEAD>(1.)</HEAD>
<L>SO Va&s;t is <HI>VIRTUES</HI> Empire, that its Power</L>
<L>Commands a <HI>Tribute</HI> from the Wor&s;t of things;</L>
<L>Ev'n from the Shades of <HI>Conquer'd VICE</HI> there &s;prings</L>
<L>A greater Light to ev'ry Soul,</L>
<L>That can controul</L>
<L>Tho&s;e <HI>Raging PASSIONS</HI> which dark Souls <HI>devour.</HI></L>
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<HEAD>(2)</HEAD>
<L>A <HI>VIRTUOUS</HI> man &s;lays Ev'ry Day</L>
<L>In his own Brea&s;t,</L>
<L>A <HI>Lion</HI> much more fierce than that which <HI>SAMSON</HI> &s;lew;</L>
<L>And from this <HI>Lion</HI> &s;lain, there comes forth <HI>Sweetne&s;s</HI> too:</L>
<L>When he &s;hall pa&s;s his Days, and climb</L>
<L>Beyond the Bounds of Time,</L>
<L>Up to <HI>ETERNITY;</HI></L>
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<L>Then <HI>Full</HI> his <HI>Joy</HI> &s;hall be,</L>
<L>And never &s;hall decay:</L>
<L>His <HI>Toil&s;ome</HI> Fights &s;hall end in Everla&s;ting Re&s;t.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>(3)</HEAD>
<L>The
<NOTE N="(a)" PLACE="foot">The <HI>Stagirite</HI> be damn'd, &amp;c. Sat, again&s;t <HI>Virtue,</HI> Stanza 1.</NOTE> <HI>Stagirite</HI> had but a Glimp&s;e o'th' Light,</L>
<L>Which &s;hines in <HI>VIRTUES</HI> Glorious Face.</L>
<L>His Notions were like <HI>Twinkling Stars</HI> i'th' <HI>Night;</HI></L>
<L>But tho&s;e are <HI>Sun-Beams</HI> which proceed from <HI>Grace,</HI></L>
<L>Ev'n from the &s;ence of His Almighty <HI>LOVE,</HI></L>
<L>Who for us here was <HI>Griev'd</HI> and <HI>Slain,</HI> though &s;till He had</L>
<L>An Heart mo&s;t <HI>Glad,</HI></L>
<L>And <HI>Endle&s;s Life</HI> above.</L>
<L>Tho&s;e Chri&s;tians who for Him Meekly gave up their Breath</L>
<L>Were not
<NOTE N="(b)" PLACE="foot"><L>When Chri&s;tian Fools were ob&s;tinately good,</L>
<L>Nor yet their Go&s;pel-Freedom under&s;tood,</L>
<L>Tame ea&s;ie Fops, &amp;c. 4.</L></NOTE> <HI>Tame Fops,</HI> but Bravely they did Triumph over Death,</L>
<L>That <HI>King of Terrors,</HI> who</L>
<L>Makes all the World to Bow;</L>
<L>Who&s;e Scepter all men dread, but they alone</L>
<L>Whom he's forc'd to <HI>Tran&s;port</HI> to an Eternal <HI>CROWN.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>(4)</HEAD>
<L>Great <HI>SOCRATES,</HI> who as that
<NOTE N="(c)" PLACE="foot">Ju&s;tin Martyr.</NOTE> <HI>Father</HI> &s;ays,</L>
<L>In part our <HI>SAVIOUR</HI> knew,</L>
<L>De&s;erv'd Immortal Prai&s;e;</L>
<L>The mad <HI>Athenians</HI> murder'd him, but could not him <HI>&s;ubdue,</HI></L>
<L>The Day he took the Fatal Draught, how did his mighty Soul</L>
<L>Reign and Controul,</L>
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<L>As Slaves, and Va&s;&s;als, all th' <HI>Athenian</HI> Potentates;</L>
<L>His Bright Di&s;cour&s;e quite chang'd the hue o'th' <HI>Black</HI></L>
<L>And Dreadful <HI>Fates;</HI></L>
<L>His Friends look'd &s;ad and pale as</L>
<L>Death, but He</L>
<L>Who was to <HI>die</HI> &s;till talk'd of <HI>Immortalitie.</HI></L>
<L>'Tis clear he never was a
<NOTE N="(d)" PLACE="foot"><L>That Sniveling Puritan, who in &s;pight of all the Mode,</L>
<L>Would be unfa&s;hionably good &amp;c. 4.</L></NOTE> <HI>Sniv'ling Puritan,</HI></L>
<L>Among&s;t that <HI>&s;tubborn Sect</HI> ther's not a man</L>
<L>Will ever plead his Cau&s;e,</L>
<L>Who
<NOTE N="(e)" PLACE="foot"><GAP DESC="foreign">; Quidnam vero Leges dixerint; O <HI>Socrates,</HI> nonne inter nos &amp; te illud convenit, ut Judiciis &s;tares, quae con&s;titueret, &s;tabiliretque Civitas? <HI>Plato</HI> in <HI>Critone.</HI></NOTE> rather cho&s;e to die than break his Countreys Laws.</L>
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<LG>
<HEAD>(5.)</HEAD>
<L>Tho&s;e <HI>Heathen Gods</HI> thou nam'&s;t,</L>
<L>Who&s;e Vices thou proclaim'&s;t,</L>
<L>Made <HI>VIRTUE</HI> in tho&s;e Dayes</L>
<L>De&s;erve the greater Prai&s;e,</L>
<L>That pre&s;s'd with &s;uch Temptations, &s;he her drooping Head could rai&s;e.</L>
<L>How brave a Soul then had our <HI>SOCRATES!</HI></L>
<L>Who, 'mong&s;t tho&s;e Men, who&s;e Gods were Patrons of all Vice</L>
<L>Intemperance and Avarice,</L>
<L>Of Theft, and ev'ry foul</L>
<L>Di&s;temper of the Soul,</L>
<L>Declar'd that man's be&s;t Part no Earthly thing can <HI>plea&s;e:</HI></L>
<L>That th' Heav'n-Born Mind</L>
<L>Can never be at re&s;t, till it &s;hall find</L>
<L>A BEAUTY, which can ne'r be &s;een by Mortal Eyes:</L>
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<L>That then the Soul <HI>lives be&s;t,</HI> when &s;he</L>
<L>From Commerce with the Fle&s;h is Free:</L>
<L>That th' Wicked can't a Good man <HI>Hurt</HI> by all that they</L>
<L>Can ever Do, or Say;</L>
<L>Whatever <HI>Storms</HI> About him ri&s;e, he &s;ees a <HI>Plea&s;ant Day.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<HEAD>(6)</HEAD>
<L>There are no <HI>Sweets</HI> in Vice, unle&s;s it be</L>
<L>More plea&s;ant to turn <HI>Scabs</HI> to <HI>Wounds</HI> by &s;cratching <HI>eagerly;</HI></L>
<L>Than from all <HI>Itch</HI> and <HI>Scabs</HI> to have our Bodies free.</L>
<L>Ah, <HI>VIRTUE,</HI> that thy Sweet Embrace were better known!</L>
<L>Who would not le&s;s e&s;teem a Crown,</L>
<L>Than the Enjoyment of thy Beauteous Face,</L>
<L>In which &s;hines <HI>Ev'ry Grace</HI></L>
<L><HI>True,</HI> and <HI>Sub&s;tantial!</HI> Other Beauties are</L>
<L>But the lea&s;t <HI>Shadows</HI> of what's <HI>TRULY FAIR.</HI></L>
<L>O, whil&s;t thy
<NOTE N="(f)" PLACE="foot">While my plump Veins are fill'd with Lu&s;t and Blood, &amp;c. Stanza 5.</NOTE> <HI>Veins</HI> are <HI>plump,</HI> and full of <HI>Blood,</HI></L>
<L>Strive to be <HI>Eminently</HI> good;</L>
<L>As high as Heaven be thy Aims!</L>
<L>Ah &s;ee! Oppre&s;&s;ed <HI>VIRTUE</HI> claims</L>
<L>Thy be&s;t Endeavours to &s;upport her Cau&s;e,</L>
<L>And to re&s;tore &s;ome Reverence to her De&s;pi&s;ed Laws;</L>
<L>Let thy Youth's Fire</L>
<L>Make thee a&s;pire</L>
<L>To all thats truly Great, and &s;ee</L>
<L>Thou never be</L>
<L>Deceiv'd with tho&s;e Proud, Stately Fops, who Earthly things admire.</L>
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<LG>
<HEAD>(7.)</HEAD>
<L>All Quiet &s;ure, and Peace of Mind,</L>
<L>Within the Bounds of <HI>VIRTUE</HI> is confin'd:</L>
<L>Without her all that Mortals can attain</L>
<L>Is Mi&s;ery and Pain,</L>
<L>Or th' empty &s;hew of Joyes:</L>
<L><NOTE N="(g)" PLACE="foot"><Q><L>Her Quiet calm and Peace of Mind</L>
<L>In Wine, and better Company we find,</L>
<L>Find it with Plea&s;ure too combin'd</L>
<L>In mighty Wine, where we our Sen&s;es &s;teep,</L> <BIBL>Stanza 6.</BIBL></Q></NOTE></L>
<L>And lull our Care and Con&s;ciences a&s;leep.</L>
<L>Wine does but make men Mad, and Company makes Noi&s;e:</L>
<L>But all this Noi&s;e cann't drown the voice of <HI>Con&s;cience,</HI></L>
<L>Which after &s;ome <HI>Su&s;pence,</HI></L>
<L>Like Thunder through the Clouds, breaks forth with grea|ter force,</L>
<L>Through the Condens'd Black Vapors of the Mind:</L>
<L>And &s;traight bold Sinners find</L>
<L>Great cau&s;e of &s;harp Remor&s;e</L>
<L>By tho&s;e bright <HI>Sparks</HI> of mighty Truth, which like to <HI>Lightning flie;</HI></L>
<L>And do not <HI>chear</HI> Souls fix'd in Sin, but only <HI>Terrifie.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<HEAD>(8)</HEAD>
<L>That great <HI>Triumvirate</HI> in Sin</L>
<L>Have in the&s;e evil Days great Rivals of their Fame,</L>
<L>Men Glory in their Shame,</L>
<L>And from the greate&s;t Crimes they hope the greate&s;t</L>
<L>Prai&s;e to win.</L>
<L>'Tis counted Brave to Kill the Ju&s;t,</L>
<L>In Vindication of the Ba&s;e&s;t Lu&s;t.</L>
<L>Some Swear, and Drink, and Whore,</L>
<L>And &s;ome that blame them, Lie, and Cheat, and never will Re&s;tore</L>
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<L>Ill-gotten Goods: <HI>Hypocri&s;ie</HI></L>
<L>Contends to be</L>
<L>E&s;teem'd th' Exemplar of true <HI>Puritie.</HI></L>
<L>Some &s;trive t'effect the Murder of their KING,</L>
<L>Whom God Protects maugre their Spight,</L>
<L>And &s;ecret Might,</L>
<L>And all the Hidden Aid, that <HI>HELLS Dark Powers</HI> can bring.</L>
<L>But, Ah dear <HI>VIRTUE,</HI> whither art thou gone?</L>
<L>Where is that <HI>Genius,</HI> which thought thee alone</L>
<L>Sufficient to make up True Happine&s;s</L>
<L>Without the Aid of <HI>Wealth,</HI> or <HI>Honours</HI> Gawdy <HI>Dre&s;s?</HI></L>
<L>Return, Return; and make this Land to &s;ee,</L>
<L>Which is &s;o given up to Sport and Luxury,</L>
<L>And to the <HI>Helli&s;h Art</HI> of &s;tudied Villany,</L>
<L>That there is no True Joy but in the LOVE of Thee.</L>
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<LG>
<HEAD>(9)</HEAD>
<L>O that we could be &s;o &s;incerely Good,</L>
<L>As to era&s;e the Impre&s;s of all Ills</L>
<L>Which our <HI>Fir&s;t Parent</HI> &s;tampt on his Po&s;terity.</L>
<L>O that our <HI>Wills</HI></L>
<L>Which their own Satisfaction ever have with&s;tood,</L>
<L>Might now be wholly bent on the <HI>INFINITY</HI></L>
<L>Of that which our Immen&s;e De&s;ires can Satisfie.</L>
<L>That all the VVorld may &s;ee</L>
<L>VVe are Heav'ns Progeny;</L>
<L>VVhil&s;t our Enlarged Spirits ri&s;e</L>
<L>So high, as to De&s;pi&s;e</L>
<L>All things but what we may attain</L>
<L>In larger mea&s;ures by &s;ad <HI>Poverty</HI> and <HI>Pain.</HI></L>
<L>But hold, my Mu&s;e! what I was &s;hewing, none</L>
<L>Can comprehend, but they that have it of their own.</L>
<L>"Thy high-flown Thoughts by <HI>VIRTUOUS</HI> Actions &s;hew;</L>
<L>"They Like what's <HI>Good,</HI> that can't Judge what is <HI>True.</HI></L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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