The history of The Old Testament In verse With One Hundred and Eighty sculptures: In Two Volumes. Vol. I. From the Creation to the Revolt of the Ten Tribes from the House of David. Vol. II. From that Revolt to the End of the Prophets. Written by Samuel Wesley ... The Cuts done by J. Sturt |
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| CLVIII. | CLVIII. 2 Samuel, Chap. XXIII. from Ver. 7. to the End. |
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CLVIII. 2 Samuel, Chap. XXIII. from Ver. 7. to the End.
David's Worthies.
Nor shall those Heroes unrecorded pass,
Well worthy Marble Piles and Leaves of Brass,
By David oft in doubtful Battel try'd,
Who ne're for Fear or Danger left his side:
Well worthy Marble Piles and Leaves of Brass,
By David oft in doubtful Battel try'd,
Who ne're for Fear or Danger left his side:
The Tachmonite—His eldest Captain he,
First of the mighty Thirty, and the Three;
His Spear he rais'd, which never rais'd in vain,
His single Force whole Armies scarce sustain;
Behold almost a Thousand round him slain!
First of the mighty Thirty, and the Three;
His Spear he rais'd, which never rais'd in vain,
His single Force whole Armies scarce sustain;
Behold almost a Thousand round him slain!
Next, and but next, Great Eleazar stood,
Whose Sword so oft had drunk Philistine Blood:
One of the Three with David at their Head,
Who when from Caphthor's Offspring Israel fled,
Stood firm, and all their conqu'ring Host defi'd,
And humbled soon their mighty Fishes Pride:
He rose, he smote, he foil'd, he lash'd, he slew,
And soon the bold Pursuers did pursue;
Till his strong Hand no more his Sword cou'd wield,
He mow'd the bloody Harvest of the Field.
Thus by his Arm the God of Battles fought,
And Great Salvation for his People wrought.
The Heav'ns with Shouts, their Tents with Spoils they fill,
'Twas all their Work, for none were left to kill.
Whose Sword so oft had drunk Philistine Blood:
One of the Three with David at their Head,
Who when from Caphthor's Offspring Israel fled,
Stood firm, and all their conqu'ring Host defi'd,
And humbled soon their mighty Fishes Pride:
He rose, he smote, he foil'd, he lash'd, he slew,
And soon the bold Pursuers did pursue;
Till his strong Hand no more his Sword cou'd wield,
He mow'd the bloody Harvest of the Field.
Thus by his Arm the God of Battles fought,
And Great Salvation for his People wrought.
The Heav'ns with Shouts, their Tents with Spoils they fill,
'Twas all their Work, for none were left to kill.
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Shammah the Third, from Dammim's Fields renoun'd,
With Conquest and with deathless Laurels crown'd:
The fore-skinn'd Host a general Forage made,
Like Locusts they the ripen'd Fields invade;
Fix'd like a Land-mark in the Path he stands,
Nor one escapes with Life that reach'd his Hands:
With Conquest and with deathless Laurels crown'd:
The fore-skinn'd Host a general Forage made,
Like Locusts they the ripen'd Fields invade;
Fix'd like a Land-mark in the Path he stands,
Nor one escapes with Life that reach'd his Hands:
These Three above the rest in Strength and Fame
To David in Adullam's Fastness came;
Fierce Sirius rag'd, the Heav'ns were all on Flame.
And Beasts and Men refreshing Streams desire,
To slake their Thirst, and quench their raging Fire.
David himself, tho' long his Pain compress'd,
Gasping and faint, at length the Man confess'd;
(For Heroes too of mortal Mold are made,
And Nature's Iron-Laws by all obey'd.)
Then thus—Our common Blessings we despise,
And only by their Absence learn to prize:
O for a Draught of Bethlem's crystal Well!
But 'tis in vain, and I'll my Wish repel!
This heard the mighty Three, to none they spoke,
But thro' Philistia's num'rous Army broke,
Who lay encamp'd in Bethlem's Avenue,
And fill'd the Town—while one the Water drew,
His Fellows like a Wall before him stood,
And slaughter'd all around, and dy'd the Streams with Blood.
Then from the Pass their timerous Foe they drive,
As yielding Clouds which Bolts of Thunder rive;
And to their Gen'ral brought the far-fet Prize:
Forbid it Heav'n the pious Chief replies,
That what with hazard of your Lives you gain'd,
Sacred to God, shou'd be by me profan'd!
Thus with uplifted Hands Jessides said,
Then on the Ground a pure Libation made.
To David in Adullam's Fastness came;
Fierce Sirius rag'd, the Heav'ns were all on Flame.
And Beasts and Men refreshing Streams desire,
To slake their Thirst, and quench their raging Fire.
David himself, tho' long his Pain compress'd,
Gasping and faint, at length the Man confess'd;
(For Heroes too of mortal Mold are made,
And Nature's Iron-Laws by all obey'd.)
Then thus—Our common Blessings we despise,
And only by their Absence learn to prize:
O for a Draught of Bethlem's crystal Well!
But 'tis in vain, and I'll my Wish repel!
This heard the mighty Three, to none they spoke,
But thro' Philistia's num'rous Army broke,
Who lay encamp'd in Bethlem's Avenue,
And fill'd the Town—while one the Water drew,
His Fellows like a Wall before him stood,
And slaughter'd all around, and dy'd the Streams with Blood.
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As yielding Clouds which Bolts of Thunder rive;
And to their Gen'ral brought the far-fet Prize:
Forbid it Heav'n the pious Chief replies,
That what with hazard of your Lives you gain'd,
Sacred to God, shou'd be by me profan'd!
Thus with uplifted Hands Jessides said,
Then on the Ground a pure Libation made.
Such Deeds can virtuous Love of Praise inspire,
When Souldiers fight for Honour, not for Hire.
Nor must Abishai's, or Benaiah's Name,
Or, Asahel! thine, be unconsign'd to Fame:
Nor shou'd the rest which sacred Books rehearse,
But their unwonted Sounds refuse the Laws of Verse.
When Souldiers fight for Honour, not for Hire.
Nor must Abishai's, or Benaiah's Name,
Or, Asahel! thine, be unconsign'd to Fame:
Nor shou'd the rest which sacred Books rehearse,
But their unwonted Sounds refuse the Laws of Verse.
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