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Du Bartas

His Divine Weekes And Workes with A Compleate Collectio[n] of all the other most delight-full Workes: Translated and written by yt famous Philomusus: Iosvah Sylvester

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Cap. 29.

Iob yet proceeded, and said furthermore,

O! were it with me, as it was of yore,
In my fore-passed Months, my former Dayes,
When God preserv'd me; when with gracious rayes
His Lightfull Lamp reflected on my head,
Whereby I walkt through Darkness, voyd of Dread:
As in my younger times, when yet the Lord
Vouchsaf't me Blessings of my Bed and Boord;
When yet the Lord was with me in my Tents,
And showred there his hidden Providence.
When, where I went, my wayes were bath'd in Butter,
And Rocks about me Rills of Oyle did gutter:
When I had gone vnto the publique Gate
To take my place where all our Senate sate,
At sight of Me, would Young men hide them thence,
And th'Elder sort stand vp, for reuerence:
Nobles were silent if I present were;
And, if I spake, they turn'd their Tongue to Eare:
And th'Eare that heard me blessed me: and th'Eye,
That saw me, witnest mine Integritie.
For, I delivered every Poor opprest,
The Orphan and the Helpless I redrest:
He blessed me that was wel-neer vndon:
The Widowes heart I cheered: I put-on,
I put on Iustice, as a seemly Gowne;
It was vnto me as a Robe and Crowne.
I, as an Eye vnto the blinde became;
And as a Foot vnto the Halt and Lame:
A Father was I to the Poor: and where
The Case was Dark, I would discuss it Cleer.
I also brake th'Oppressors greedy Iawes,
And took the Prey out of his Teeth and Pawes.

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Then thought I, sure, to die at home, in rest:
And said, I shall with long good Dayes be blest.
For, by the Waters was my Root out-spred:
Vpon my Top Heav'ns nightly Deaw was shed:
My Wealth increast, mine Honour daily grew,
My Bowe of Health (my Strength) did still renew.
When I had spoken, every Eare was prest
To giue me eare, and in my Counsels rest,
Without Reply: and as the later Rain
The thirstie Earth, my Words they entertain.
If I had laught, or smil'd on any, neer,
They took no notice, nor would change my Cheer.
I sate as Chief, I onely rul'd the roast,
Dwelt as a King amid an armed Hoast;
And, as a Man, amid a mourning Rout,
That, from his lips, pours liuely Comforts out.