an Heroick Poem.
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20.
Near her, seem'd crucifi'd, that lucky Thief
(In Heav'ns dark Lot'ry prosp'rous, more than wise)
Who groap'd at last, by chance, for Heav'ns relief,
And Throngs undoes with Hope, by one drawn Prize.
Near her, seem'd crucifi'd, that lucky Thief
(In Heav'ns dark Lot'ry prosp'rous, more than wise)
Who groap'd at last, by chance, for Heav'ns relief,
And Throngs undoes with Hope, by one drawn Prize.
21.
In many Figures by reflex were sent,
Through this black Vault (instructive to the mind)
That early, and this tardy Penitent;
For with Obsidian stone 'twas chiefly lin'd.
In many Figures by reflex were sent,
Through this black Vault (instructive to the mind)
That early, and this tardy Penitent;
For with Obsidian stone 'twas chiefly lin'd.
22.
The Seats were made of Ethiops swarthy wood,
Abstersive Ebony, but thinly fill'd;
For none this place by nature understood;
And practise, when unpleasant, makes few skill'd.
The Seats were made of Ethiops swarthy wood,
Abstersive Ebony, but thinly fill'd;
For none this place by nature understood;
And practise, when unpleasant, makes few skill'd.
23.
Yet these whom Heav'ns mysterious choice fetch'd in,
Quickly attain Devotion's utmost scope;
For having softly mourn'd away their sin,
They grow so certain, as to need no Hope.
Yet these whom Heav'ns mysterious choice fetch'd in,
Quickly attain Devotion's utmost scope;
For having softly mourn'd away their sin,
They grow so certain, as to need no Hope.
24.
At a low Door they enter'd, but depart
Through a large Gate, and to fair Fields proceed;
Where Astragon makes Nature last by Art,
And such long Summers shews, as ask no seed.
At a low Door they enter'd, but depart
Through a large Gate, and to fair Fields proceed;
Where Astragon makes Nature last by Art,
And such long Summers shews, as ask no seed.
25.
Whilst Ulfin this black Temple thus exprest
To these kind Youths, whom equal soul endeers;
Goltho and Ulfinore, (in friendship blest)
A second gen'ral shout salutes their Ears.
Whilst Ulfin this black Temple thus exprest
To these kind Youths, whom equal soul endeers;
Goltho and Ulfinore, (in friendship blest)
A second gen'ral shout salutes their Ears.
26.
To the glad House of Praise this shout does call!
To Pray'r (said he) no Summons us invites,
Because distress does thither summon all)
As the loud tole to Penitence excites.
To the glad House of Praise this shout does call!
To Pray'r (said he) no Summons us invites,
Because distress does thither summon all)
As the loud tole to Penitence excites.
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