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Taught ye by mere A. S.' and Rotherford 6
Must now be named and printed hereticks
But we do hope to find out all your tricks,
That so the parliament
And succour our just fear When they shall read this clearly in your charge New Presbyter is but Old Priest writ large!
ministers and four lay-elders to represent them in a provincial ass
i Taught ye by mere A.$.
& Rotherford. Samuel Rutherford, or Rutherfoord, was one of the chief commissi Som and, who sat with the Assembly at Westminster, and who con grand prints of presbyterian discipline. He was professor of divinity i Andre's, and has left a great variety of Calvinistic tracts. He was the pependents, as appears from his “ Disputation on pretended I ING" It is hence casy to see, why Rotherford was an obnoxious "T. ARTON.
By shallor Edwards. In ma the “Gangrena" of Thomas Edwards that is here the obje wo. Newton and Mr. Thyer have supposed. Edwards h pivientit niet of independency, in two pamphlets full of miserable in * TEL.+ levelled against the “* Apologeticall Narration" abor
**** Answer to the Apologeticall Narration, &c., wherei Hvormes of these Times. By T. Edwards, minister of the g
at der "Gangrena,” not less than in these two tracts, it ha ste parents of presbyterian uniformity, that the parliame Xa:utes.-T. WARTON.
I And Scotch what d'ye call.
: Yur plots and packing, worse than those of Trent-
twit with only clipping away your Jeu ***** watext is, " Check your insolence, w nik," is to spare.—T. WARTON.
1 Writ large.
THE FIFTH ODE OF HORACE, LIB. I.
What slender youth bedew'd with liquid odours,
Pyrrha? For whom bind'st thou
In wreaths thy golden hair,
Rough with black winds, and storms
Unwonted shall admire !
Hopes thee, of flattering gales
Unmindful. Hapless they,
My dank and dropping weeds
FROM GEOFFREY OF MONMOUTH.
For aye, with temples vow'd and virgin quires.
Brutus, far to the west, in the ocean wide,
Ah, Constantine ! of how much ill was cause,
Y Y 2
Whom do we count a good man? Whom but he
FROM HORACE. JOKING decides great things, Stronger and better oft than earnest can.
FROM SOPHOCLES. 'Tis you that say it, not I. You do the deeds, And your ungodly deeds find me the words.
Done into verse, 1653.
Done August 8, 1653. Terzette.
Muse a vain thing, the kings of the earth upstand
With power, and princes in their congregations
Against the Lord and his Messiah dear ?
Let us break off, say they, by strength of hand
Their twisted cords: He, who in heaven doth dwell,
Shall laugh ; the Lord shall scoff them ; then, severe,
And fierce ire trouble them; but I, saith he,
Anointed have my king (though ye rebel)
I will declare : the Lord to me hath said,
Thou art my son, I have begotten thee
As Thy possession I on thee bestow
The heathen; and as thy conquest to be sway'd,
• Metrical psalmody was much cultivated in this age of fanaticism. Milton's father is a composer of some of the tunes in Ravenscroft's Psalms.-T. Warton.
" A literal version of the Psalms may boldly be asserted impracticable ; for, if it were not, a poet so as Milton would not, even in his earliest youth, have proved himself so very little of a formidable rival, as he has done, to Thomas Sternhold.” Mason's " Essays on English Church Music," 1795, p. 177. In the last of these translations, however, as Mr. Warton observes, are some very poetical expressions.—Todd.
With iron sceptre bruised, and them disperse
Like to a potter's vessel shiver'd so.
Be taught, ye judges of the earth ; with fear
Jehovah serve and let your joy converse With trembling : kiss the Son, lest he appear
In anger, and ye perish in the way.
If once his wrath take fire like fuel sere,
PSALN TIL AUGUST 9, 1653.–When he fled from At
How many those,
Many are they,
Thee, through my story,
Aloud I cried
For my sustaina
The populous rout
Hast smote ere now
Of men abhorr'd
PSALM IV. August 10, 1653.
Now pity me, and hear my earnest prayer.
b My sustain. The verb converted into a substantive.-TODD.