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But he whofe fhipwreck'd Bark it drank before,
Sees the Deceit, and knows it would have more.

SEA, divided for a Pallage to the Ifraelites.
Commanded by thy Breath, th'obfequious Main
Stood still, and gather'd up its flowing Train.
Th'Almighty did the Sea divide,

And as he rends the Hills, he fplit the Tide:
Benum'd with Fear, the Waves erected flood,
O'erlooking all the diftant Flood.

Mountains of craggy Billows did arise,
And Rocks of ftiffen'd Water reach'd the Skies.
Remoter Waves came rolling on to fee

The ftrange transforming Myftery.
But they, approaching near,
Where the high chryftal Ridges did appear,
Felt the divine Contagion's Force,

Cowl.

Mov'd flothfully a while, and then quite ftop'd their Course. Th' Egyptians cry'd, Let us purfue the flying Slaves,

We'll bathe the Defart with a purple Flood,

And heal its gaping Wounds with Hebrew Blood.

SERPENT. See Creation, Paradise, Snake.
With fpeckled Pride

A Serpent from the Tomb began to glide:
His hugy Bulk on seven high Volumes roll'd,

Blac.

Blue was his Breadth of Back, but ftreak'd with scaly Gold.
Thus riding on his Curls, he feem'd to pass,
A rowling Fire along, and finge the Grass:
More various Colours through his Body run,
Than Iris, when her Bow imbibes the Sun.

Two Serpents rank'd abreaft, the Seas divide,
And smoothly fweep along the fwelling Tide.
Their flaming Crefts above the Waves they show,
Their Bellies feem to burn the Seas below:

Dryd. Virg.

Their fpeckled Tails advance to fteer their Course,
And on the founding Shore the flying Billows force.
And now the Strand, and now the Plain they held,
Their ardent Eyes with bloody Streaks were fill'd;
Their nimble Tongues they brandifh'd as they came,
And lick'd their hiffing Jaws, that fputter'd Flame. Dryd. Virg.
Serpent tempting EVE.

The Serpent, fleeping faft, the Devil found

In Labyrinth of many a Round felf-rowl'd,

His Head the midft, well ftor'd with fubtle Wiles;
Not yet in horrid Shade or difmal Den,
Nor nocent yet; but on the graffy Herb
Fearless, unfear'd he flept: In at his Mouth
He enter'd, Inmate bad, and toward Eve

Addrefs'd

Addrefs'd his Way, not with indented Wave,
Prone on the Ground, as fince; but on his Rear,
Circular Bafe of rifing Folds, that tow'r'd
Fold above Fold, a furging Maze : His Head
Crefted aloft, and Carbuncle his Eyes;
With burnish'd Neck of verdant Gold, erect
Amidft his circling Spires, that on the Grafs
Floated redundant:

With Tract oblique,

At first, as one who fought Accefs, but fear'd
To interrupt, fidelong he works his Way.
As when a Ship by skillful Steerfman wrought
Nigh Rivers Mouth, or Foreland, where the Wind
Veers oft, as oft fo fteers and fhifts her Sail;
So vary'd he, and of his tortuous Train
Curl'd many a wanton Wreath in Sight of Eve,
To lure her Eye ;

Then as in Gaze admiring, oft he bow'd
His Turret Creft, and fleek enamel'd Neck,
Fawning, and lick'd the Ground whereon the trod :
Lead on, faid Eve; he leading fwiftly rowl'd
In Tangles, and made intricate feem ftrait,
To Mischief fwift: Hope elevates, and Joy
Brightens his Crest.

HERCULES killing the Serpents.
The big-limb'd Babe in his huge Cradle lay,
Too weighty to be rock'd by Nurfes Hands:
When lo! by jealous Funo's fierce Commands,
Two dreadful Serpents come

Rowling, and hiffing loud into the Room.
To the bold Babe they trace their bidden Way,

Forth from their flaming Eyes dread Lightnings went,

(fent.

Their gaping Mouths fork'd Tongues, like Thunderbolts, preThe mighty Infant fmil'd, and feem'd well pleas'd

At his gay gilded Foes,

And as their spotted Necks up to the Cradle rofe,
With his young warlike Hands on both he fiez'd;
In vain they rag'd, in vain they hifs'd,

In vain their armed Tails they twift,
And angry Circles caft about,

(Cowl. Pind;

Black Blood,and fiery Breath,and pois'nous Soul he fqueezes out.

SHADE.

Behold Alexis, fee this gloomy Shade,
Which feems alone for Sorrow's Shelter made:
Where the glad Beams of Light can never play,
But Night fucceeding Night, excludes the Day:

Where

Where never Birds with Harmony repair,
And lightsome Notes to chear the dusky Air;
To welcome Day, or bid the Sun farewel,
By Morning Lark, or Ev'ning Philomel!
No Vi'let here or Dafie e'er was feen,

No fweetly-budding Flow'r, nor fpringing Green :
For fragrant Myrtle and the blushing Rofe,
Here baleful Yew with deadly Cypress grows.
Here highest Woods, impenetrable

To Sun or Starlight, fpread their Umbrage broad,
And brown as Evening.

So black the Shade, fo thick the stagnant Air,
That no reviving Sun-beams enter'd there :
Nothing but here and there a straggling Ray,
That loft it self in wandring from the Day:
Which ferv'd not to refefh, but to affright,
Not to difpell, but to difclose the Night.

A Green-wood Shade, for long Religion known,
Incompafs'd round with gloomy Hills above,
Which added holy Horrour to the Grove.

SHIP. See Deluge.

Guyomar. As far as I could caft my Eyes.

Upon the Sea, fomething methought did rife,
Like blewish Mifts, which still appearing more;

Cong.

Milt.

Blac

Dryd. Virg

Took dreadful Shapes, and thus mov'd towards the Shore
The Object I could firft diftinctly view,

Was tall ftreight Trees, which on the Waters flew

Wings on their Sides inftead of Leaves did grow,

Which gather'd all the Breath the Winds could blow

And at their Roots grew floating Palaces,,

Whofe out-blow'd Bellies cut the yielding Seas.

Montezuma. What divine Monsters, O ye Gods! are these, That float in Air, and fly upon the Seas?

Came they alive or dead upon the Shore?

Guyom. Alas they liv'd too fure, I heard 'em roar:
All turn'd their Sides, and to each other spoke,
I faw their Words break out in Fire and Smoke.
Sure 'tis their Voice that thunder from on high,
And thefe the younger Brothers of the Sky.
Deaf with the Noife, I took my hafty Flight,
No mortal Courage can fupport the Fright.

Behold a ftately Ship

Dryd. Ind. Emp.

Proud of her gawdy Trim, comes this Way failing,
With all her Brav'ry on, and Tackle trim,

Sails fill'd, and Streamers waving,

Courted by all the Winds that hold them Play.

This floating Ram did bear his Horns above,

Milt.

All

All ty'd with Ribbands, ruffling in the Wind:
Sometimes he nodded down his Head a while,
And then the Waves did heave him to the Moon:
He clamb'ring to the Top of all the Billows;
And then again he curtfi'd down fo low,
I could not fee him; till at laft, all fidelong
With a great Crack, his Belly burft in pieces.

Thus as a Ship, which Winds and Waves affail,
Now with the Current drives, now with the Gale,
Both oppofite, and neither long prevail:
She feels a double Force: By Turns obeys
Th'imperious Tempeft and impetuous Seas.

SICKNESS. See Difeafes.

Mean while the Health of Arcite ftill impares,

Shak. Temp.

Dryd. Ovid.

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From bad proceeds to worfe, and mocks the Leeches Cares:
Swoll'n is his Breaft, his inward Pains increafe;
All Means are us'd, and all without Success.
The clotted Blood lies heavy on his Heart,
Corrupts, and there remains in fpight of Art:
The Mould of Nature's Fabrick is destroy'd,
Her Veffels difcompos'd, her Virtue void:
The Bellows of his Lungs begins to fwell,
All out of Frame is ev'ry fecret Cell;
Nor can the good receive, nor bad expell.
Thofe breathing Organs, thus within opprefs'd,
With Venom foon diftend the Sinews of his Breaft;
Nought profits him to fave abandon'd Life,
Nor vomits upward Aid, nor downward Laxative.
The midmoft Region batter'd and beftroy'd,
When Nature cannot work, th'Effect of Art is void.
Phyficians had forfaken his Cure:
All fcorch'd without, and all parch'd up within,
The Moisture that maintain'd confuming Nature
Lick'd up, and in a Feaver fry'd away.

He had a Feaver when he was in Spain,

And when the Fit was on him, I did mark

(Pal. &. Art.

Dryd

Dryd, Riv. Lad.

How he did shake: 'Tis true, this God did shake!
His Coward Lips did from their Colour fly,

And that fame Eye, whofe Bend does awe the World,
Did lofe his Luftre. I did hear him groan;
I, and that Tongue of his that bade the Romans
Mark him, and write his Speeches in their Books,
Alas! it cry'd, Give me fome Drink, Titinius;
As a fick Girl.
Shak. Jul. Caf. Spoken of Gafar.
And thus the Wretch, whofe Feavour-weaken'd Joints,
Like ftrengthlefs Hinges, buckle under Life,

Impatient

Impatient of his Fit, breaks like a Fire,

Out of his Keepers Arms.

As he who in a Feaver burning lies
Firft of his Friends does for a Drop implore,

Which tafted once, unable to give o'er,

Shak. Hen. 4. Part 2.

Knows 'tis his Bane, yet ftill thurfts after more.Otw. Don Carl,
Her wafted Spirits now begin to faint,

Yet Patience ties her Tongue from all Complaint,
And in her Heart, as in a Fort remains;
But yields at laft to her refiftlefs Pains.
Thus while the Feaver, am'rous of his Prey,
Thro' all her Veins makes his delightful Way;
Her Fate's like Semele's: The Flames destroy
That Beauty they too eagerly enjoy.
Her charming Face is in its Spring decay'd,
Pale grow the Rofes, and the Lillies fade :
Her Skin has loft that Luftre, which furpafs'd
The Sun's, and did deferve as long to laft.
Her Eyes, which us'd to pierce the firmeft Hearts,
Are now difarm'd of all their Flames and Darts.
Thofe Stars now heavily and flowly move,
And Sickness triumphs in the Throne of Love.
Ah! lovely Amoret, the Care

Of all that know what's good or fair!
Is Heav'n become our Rival too?
With fuch a Grace you entertain,
And look with fuch Contempt on Pain,
That languishing you conquer more,
And wound us deeper than before.
So Lightnings, which in Storms appear,
Scorch more than when the Skies are clear,
And as pale Sickness does invade
Your frailer Part, the Breaches made
In that fair Lodging, ftill more clear
Make the bright Gueft, your Soul, appear.
So Nymphs o'er pathlefs Mountains born,
Their light Robes by the Brambles torn,
From their fair Limbs expofing new
And unknown Beauties to the View
Of following Gods, increase their Flame,
And hafte to catch the flying Game,

SIGH. See Tears.

He rais'd a Sigh fo hideous and profound, That it did feem to shatter all his Bulk,

And end his Being.

She drew a Length of Sighs.
Sigh'd from her inward Soul.

Norm

Wall.

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