What Lethargy, what fatal Spells control
Thy vigorous Honour, and unman thy Soul?
Come on, the Camp and mighty Godfrey fend,
Fortune and Victory thy Sword attend,

The deftin'd Heroe thou the doubtful War to end:
Conclude the Conqueft o'er thy Pagan Foes,
What Might can thy refiftless Arm oppose?
Speechless he stood, and now a decent Shame,
And now a gen'rous Pride his Looks inflame:
He rends the Badges of his lewd Difgrace,
And flies with Horror the detefted Place.

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The MOSAIC STORY of the Creation.

By JOHN HANBURY, Efq;

NE only God the World's Foundation laid,

he For once before this Frame of Nature was, [made; The Heav'ns and Earth were one unfashion'd Mass, of Form and Motion void, and void of Light, 'Twas all Confusion, and unbounded Night; 'Till the creating Spirit with Wings of Love, Spread o'er the deep Abyfs did kindly move; With quick'ning Energy the whole compreft, And wak'd the Chaos from Eternal Reft; Motion and Time began, and Silence broke, When thro' the Deep thus the Creator spoke, Let there be Light.-

The Beams of Day fhot thro' the parting Shade,
Old Night before the lovely Stranger fled;
His bright First-born with Joy th' Almighty view'd,
He faw 'twas wond'rous Fair, and call'd it Good.
He bleft the Birth-day of his Infant Light,
That Day th' Eternal World ftruck out of Night.
The Reft of Nature undiftinguish'd lay,

Blended in one were Heav'n and Earth and Sea;

When thus the Word, Let Matter next divide;
Swift as the Voice broke forth it was obey'd,
And thus the wond'rous Separation made.
Unloos'd th' Etherial Fluids upwards move,
And make the glorious azure Sea above;
Those next in Lightness thro' next Spaces fly,
And form our Clouds, and Air, and nether Sky;
But lower yet the pond'rous Waters fall,
Floating the Face of the Terreftrial Ball.
No Land was feen.-----The great Creator fpake,
Let Earth and Sea the next Division make:
In one vaft Deep let all the Waters lye,
And let the Surface of the Land be dry:
Before the Voice th'obedient Waters fled,
And took their Lodging in their spacious Bed,
And the new Earth disclos'd her naked Head.
A naked World it was, unbleft and poor,
No Seeds of Life the barren Matter bore,
'Till Breath Divine quicken'd the fruitful Earth,
And gave the vegetable Kingdom Birth;
Let beauteous Flow'rs, and Plants, and shady. Trees,
Of various kinds, in their Perfection rife:
Let ev'ry fort contain their proper Seed,
That shall diftin&tly their own Species breed.
So spoke the making Word, and it was fo,
All in Perfection rofe, not ftaid to grow.
Full ripen'd Fruit the loaded Trees adorn,
And full blown Flow'rs were at one Inftant born.
The Oak, the Cedar, and th' aspiring Pine
Shot quick to Heav'n, and met the Word Divine.
That their Succeffion might for ever run,
While fed with Dews, and cherish'd by the Sun;
The Word commands the Beams of Light and Fire,
Shou'd in one burning, shining Orb retire,

Whofe bending Courfe to North and South shou'd turn,
With equal Heat warm both, but neither burn.
Whofe conftant Revolutions fhou'd divide
The future Years, and count how faft they glide.

Hence rose the Sun, roll'd on his glorious way,
The Joy of the young World, and Lord of Day.

The leffer Light too rofe, but fcarce lefs bright, Queen of the Flood, and Regent of the Night; Whofe changing Beams for ever ebb and flow, The Scale of Time as they decay and grow.

And laft the Stars in perfect Order rofe,

Whofe Number none but their Creator knows; Whofe glitt'ring Lights adorn the gloomy Skies, Whofe Beauties please the World, whofe Motions teach the Wife.

The Word Divine, on Air and Water spread
A nobler Life, thro' both profufely fhed;
The feather'd Kind took Birth, conceiv'd in Air,
And fcaly Broods the teeming Waters bare;
The Creatures foon their Maker's Goodness move,
To Life he adds the greater Bleffing, Love;
That Word alone that call'd forth all to live,
The Pow'r and Joy of giving Life cou'd give;
The living Pairs in mutual Flames he join'd,
With that first Bleffing, Multiply your Kind.
Let Birds, as faft as Trees they dwell on, bear,
And People their Dominions of the Air.
Let Fish with endless numbers fwell their Seas,
Till their own Shoars want Sands to count th'increase.
The winged Race in ev'ry Field and Grove,
Confefs the Flame, begin to Sing and Love;
The young Leviathans their Nuptials keep,
And hafte to ftock their Empire in the Deep.
Thus Fowl and Fish the Skies and Waters bred,?
And Earth alone was uninhabited;

'Till kindled by the Word cold Matter warms,
And various Soils fhoot forth in various Forms.
The Race of Lions rife from ftubborn Clay,
And with Majestick Roar falute the Day:
The milder Soil the gentle Species bare,
Such as the harmless Sheep and frightful Hare.
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From heaviest Earth the fluggish Affes grow,
From flimy Mud the Race of Reptiles flow,
But light the Duft whence fprung the bounding Roe.
Thus ev'ry creeping Thing, and ev'ry Beast,
Their Parent Earth, from whence they grew, poffeft;
Inform'd by Sense, they fought their needful Good,
But knew not whence their Life, nor whence their Food,
'Twas therefore God to crown his Works below,
His Creature Man in his own Image drew,
Who from himself might his Creator view.
In the fame Earth the Human Pair he moulds,
But from his facred Breaft infus'd their Souls;
Pow'r, Wisdom, Love, thro' their new Beings shine,
The God-like Features of the Sire Divine.
Bolder in him the noble Lines appear,

In her more soft, but yet more heav'nly Fair;
Such Love and Likeness the first Parents join,
So much, but one in Body and in Mind;

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That hence 'twas faid the Husband bore the Bride,
Bred in his Heart, and iffu'd from his Side:
This Human Pair, with Pow'r and Reason bleft,
Were made to govern, not deftroy the reft;
Th' Almighty bleft, and bid them Love, and Reign,
And multiply at large their Sov'reign Line;
The Fish, and Fowl, and Beasts their Pow'r obey,
And at their Feet the new Creation lay.

Abroad they look'd, their fair Dominions view'd,
All spoke the Maker Great, and Wife, and Good:
To him they offer Sacrifice of Praise,
Implore his Bleffing on their future Race,
Copying his Image from each other's Face.

Thus one first Pow'r the Plan of Nature laid, And all in Number, Weight and Measure made.

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The STATE of NATURE.

By the fame Hand.

Efore Ambition touch'd the poison'd Heart,

Boer Gold in Friendship, or in Love had part,

Before Religion was a Mystick Trade,

There was a time when Nature was obey'd;
When happy Man was void of Crime or Fear,
His Friendship perfect, and his Love fincere,
Both as unbounded as the common Air.
His Thoughts were undisguis'd, and unconfin'd,
As naked as his Body was his Mind,
Full his Content, because his Wishes few,
How cou'd he covet what he did not know?
He wifely trod where Nature led the way,
Fed on her Fruits, and in her Bosom lay;
His strength of Appetite, and height of Blood,
Gave double Relish to his Love and Food:

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The Springs he drank were like his Confcience clear,
The Soil produc'd, and the Sun cook'd his Fare;
The Grape, the Peach, the Melon, and the Pine,
For Smell and Taste their Sweets and Flavours join.
The painted Morning fed his waking Eyes,
When he beheld his Canopy the Skies.

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The Rose and Lilly on the Green were spread,
And artlefs Beauties in the Sweets were laid,
As bright and fragrant as their flow'ry Bed.
The Birds around did all their Notes employ,
To entertain his Intervals of Joy :
The Cedar Boughs plaid with an easie Breeze,
To fan the Sun-Beams from his chearful Eyes;
Their Branches in a thousand Angles laid,
Chequer'd his Walks with dancing Light and Shade.
His short-liv'd Cares fet with the falling Day,
Nor Hope nor Fear lay cross his even Way,
Safe with the Gods all his to-Morrows lay.

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