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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 | The history of The Old Testament In verse |  |
CXLV. 2 Samuel, Chap. IV, V.
Ishbosheth slain. David crown'd. The Jebusites conquer'd, and the Philistines.
'Tho'
Ishbosheth was mov'd when Abner slain,
To dear Indiff'rence he subsides again,
Is all himself, and saunters out his Reign:
With Sloth, the meanest Vice in Kings, oppress'd,
No Cares of Empire e're disturb'd his Rest:
The Day ran waste, for him too soon it rose,
He till High-noon indulg'd his lov'd Repose;
Till by false Traitors of his Life bereft,
Asleep they found him, and asleep they left;
Then conscious of their Guilt, to Hebron fled,
And cast at David's Feet his Rival's Head.
A vast Reward they hope for such a Prize;
He, from the ruthful Object turns his Eyes;
The Treason and the Traitors both he hates,
And from his Guards they meet their righteous Fates.
To dear Indiff'rence he subsides again,
Is all himself, and saunters out his Reign:
With Sloth, the meanest Vice in Kings, oppress'd,
No Cares of Empire e're disturb'd his Rest:
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He till High-noon indulg'd his lov'd Repose;
Till by false Traitors of his Life bereft,
Asleep they found him, and asleep they left;
Then conscious of their Guilt, to Hebron fled,
And cast at David's Feet his Rival's Head.
A vast Reward they hope for such a Prize;
He, from the ruthful Object turns his Eyes;
The Treason and the Traitors both he hates,
And from his Guards they meet their righteous Fates.
And now, tho' late, the Tribes to Hebron came,
And David King of all the Land proclaim:
The sacred Contract firmly sworn, that none
Shou'd fail of equal Justice from the Throne:
Strong Jebus only still his Pow'r defies,
On Canaan's ancient Idols much relies,
More on its lofty Tow'rs that threat the Skies:
Nor this cou'd the Jessean Virtue bear,
But musters all the Tribes, and heads the War:
The Town surrender'd soon, the Citadel,
Proud of its Site, do's their Assaults repel,
Who-e're their Idols cou'd, and them destroy,
For Life he shall the Gen'ral's place enjoy:
This heard Zerviah's Son, and shoots away,
Nor Rocks, nor Darts, nor Men his Course cou'd stay:
The Battlements he gains, and leaping down,
Shouts to his Friends without—The Fort's our own;
Their ill-defended Gates are open thrown,
Enters the Hebrew-Army like a Flood,
While Heav'n is fill'd with Shrieks, and Earth with Blood.
And David King of all the Land proclaim:
The sacred Contract firmly sworn, that none
Shou'd fail of equal Justice from the Throne:
Strong Jebus only still his Pow'r defies,
On Canaan's ancient Idols much relies,
More on its lofty Tow'rs that threat the Skies:
Nor this cou'd the Jessean Virtue bear,
But musters all the Tribes, and heads the War:
The Town surrender'd soon, the Citadel,
Proud of its Site, do's their Assaults repel,
Who-e're their Idols cou'd, and them destroy,
For Life he shall the Gen'ral's place enjoy:
This heard Zerviah's Son, and shoots away,
Nor Rocks, nor Darts, nor Men his Course cou'd stay:
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Shouts to his Friends without—The Fort's our own;
Their ill-defended Gates are open thrown,
Enters the Hebrew-Army like a Flood,
While Heav'n is fill'd with Shrieks, and Earth with Blood.
Unwarn'd, their Fates Philistine Armies know,
And in ill Hour they tempt their ancient Foe.
The Giant's Vale their num'rous Squadrons spred,
And to the War their Guardian Idols led;
While David to the sacred Ephod goes,
And waits for Orders to attack his Foes:
These soon receiv'd, and of Success secure,
Which Heav'n did to his righteous Arms assure,
With speedy Marches at their Camp arrives,
And all before him unresisted drives:
That David still his Myriads slew they find;
Some fled, but left their captive Gods behind;
Which with loud Shouts the Victor-Host destroy;
Now first the Wood to some good use imploy,
They make their helpless Trunks, supply their Fire of Joy.
And in ill Hour they tempt their ancient Foe.
The Giant's Vale their num'rous Squadrons spred,
And to the War their Guardian Idols led;
While David to the sacred Ephod goes,
And waits for Orders to attack his Foes:
These soon receiv'd, and of Success secure,
Which Heav'n did to his righteous Arms assure,
With speedy Marches at their Camp arrives,
And all before him unresisted drives:
That David still his Myriads slew they find;
Some fled, but left their captive Gods behind;
Which with loud Shouts the Victor-Host destroy;
Now first the Wood to some good use imploy,
They make their helpless Trunks, supply their Fire of Joy.
| The history of The Old Testament In verse | |