The poems of George Daniel ... From the original mss. in the British Museum: Hitherto unprinted. Edited, with introduction, notes, and illustrations, portrait, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart: In four volumes |
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 | The poems of George Daniel |  |
Cap. xlviii.
Then came Elias, holy & Devine,
His words were pure, & as a Lampe did Shine;
He brought a famine to Consume their Seed,
Ripe in their Sins, to Baal madly led;
He bound the Clouds, & three times brought down fire.
O, great Elias, how can wee admire
Thy many wonders! who can make a boast
Of Power with thee? Thou didst recall the lost
Son of a Widdow, from the pensive Shade
Of Death, to Live, & make his Mother glad;
Who ruin'd Princes, brought the haughty downe
To abiect basenes, from the imperiall Throne;
Who heard the Lord in Sina, saw his Ire
In Horeb, wth an Earthquake, winde, & Fire;
Who didst anoint Kings, for a wicked race;
And Prophets, to Succeed thee, in thy place;
Who rapt by Miracle, in a bright Wind,
Went to inherit, as it was assign'd;
Who shall appease heaven's ffury, ere it rise
Into a flame, bring peace in the neare ties
Of Son & Father; & Erect the house
Of Iacob, in the Tribes most glorious.
His words were pure, & as a Lampe did Shine;
He brought a famine to Consume their Seed,
Ripe in their Sins, to Baal madly led;
He bound the Clouds, & three times brought down fire.
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Thy many wonders! who can make a boast
Of Power with thee? Thou didst recall the lost
Son of a Widdow, from the pensive Shade
Of Death, to Live, & make his Mother glad;
Who ruin'd Princes, brought the haughty downe
To abiect basenes, from the imperiall Throne;
Who heard the Lord in Sina, saw his Ire
In Horeb, wth an Earthquake, winde, & Fire;
Who didst anoint Kings, for a wicked race;
And Prophets, to Succeed thee, in thy place;
Who rapt by Miracle, in a bright Wind,
Went to inherit, as it was assign'd;
Who shall appease heaven's ffury, ere it rise
Into a flame, bring peace in the neare ties
Of Son & Father; & Erect the house
Of Iacob, in the Tribes most glorious.
Blesséd were they who saw thee, & could boast
A freindship with thee; for wee live almost
Noe Life, or but in Life; for in the Grave,
Wee cannot hope the liveing Name they have.
A freindship with thee; for wee live almost
Noe Life, or but in Life; for in the Grave,
Wee cannot hope the liveing Name they have.
Elias, in the ffierie Rapture fled;
Stood Elizeus vp, replenishéd
With his strong Spirit, who could never stoope
To slave his vertue, for a servile Hope;
Whom nothing Danted; to confirme his faith,
His bodie rose, & Prophecied in Death.
But yet, (alas,) the People wanted ffaith,
And would not see, till Asshur, high in pride,
Led them away, & did their Land Devide;
That but a few remainéd to the King,
In Iudah's Throne, who did from David spring;
Of these, some Iust, some Wicked, when the Crowne
Fell to Ezechias, in Succession:
Hee built the Citty, faire; & did convay
Water into the streets, a secret way;
Cisternes of Stone he made, & Pipes to bring
The Waters, & receive them from their Spring.
Stood Elizeus vp, replenishéd
With his strong Spirit, who could never stoope
To slave his vertue, for a servile Hope;
Whom nothing Danted; to confirme his faith,
His bodie rose, & Prophecied in Death.
But yet, (alas,) the People wanted ffaith,
And would not see, till Asshur, high in pride,
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That but a few remainéd to the King,
In Iudah's Throne, who did from David spring;
Of these, some Iust, some Wicked, when the Crowne
Fell to Ezechias, in Succession:
Hee built the Citty, faire; & did convay
Water into the streets, a secret way;
Cisternes of Stone he made, & Pipes to bring
The Waters, & receive them from their Spring.
The proud Assirian Monarch sent his Host,
Now (to Sacke Sion,) in the haughty boast
Of Rabshakeh; and as a woeman's paine
Possesseth her, soe are the people tane,
With soudaine ffeare; but lifting vp their Voice
To the great Lord, in Sacred Embasses
Of ffaith, he heard; forgot their Sins of Old,
Stood for the Citty; made the people bold;
Brought them from woemen's feare, feare worse then Death,
To a bright freedome in Elias' ffaith;
He smote the Host of Asshur; in the Night
He made his Angell for the People fight.
Now (to Sacke Sion,) in the haughty boast
Of Rabshakeh; and as a woeman's paine
Possesseth her, soe are the people tane,
With soudaine ffeare; but lifting vp their Voice
To the great Lord, in Sacred Embasses
Of ffaith, he heard; forgot their Sins of Old,
Stood for the Citty; made the people bold;
Brought them from woemen's feare, feare worse then Death,
To a bright freedome in Elias' ffaith;
He smote the Host of Asshur; in the Night
He made his Angell for the People fight.
For, loe! the King was Iust in all his waies,
Heir to the vertue of a Princely race;
Strict to the Prophet Esay in his word,
As Inspirations giv'n from the Lord.
Heir to the vertue of a Princely race;
Strict to the Prophet Esay in his word,
As Inspirations giv'n from the Lord.
In whose Time, to confirme the word of heaven,
The Sun went back, the King had new Life given;
Ioy to the Walls of Sion he did bring;
Where Sorrow raigned, he made ye People Sing;
He told what should be ever; did vnfold
Deep Misteries, vnknowne to them of Old.
The Sun went back, the King had new Life given;
Ioy to the Walls of Sion he did bring;
Where Sorrow raigned, he made ye People Sing;
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Deep Misteries, vnknowne to them of Old.
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