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That saw the troubled sea, and shivering fled,
And sought to hide his froth-becurled head
Low in the earth; Jordan's clear streams recoil,
As a faint host that hath receiv'd the foil.

The high, huge bellied mountains skip like rams Amongst their ewes, the little hills like lambs. Why fled the ocean? and why skipt the mountains? Why turned Jordan tow'ard his crystal fountains? Shake earth, and at the presence be aghast

Of him that ever was, and ay shall last,

That glassy floods from rugged rocks can crush, And make soft rills from fiery flint-stones gush.


LET us with a gladsome mind

Praise the Lord, for he is kind,
For his mercies ay endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

Let us blaze his name abroad,
For of gods he is the God;
For his, &c.

O let us his praises tell,

Who doth the wrathful tyrants quell.

For his, &c.

Who with his miracles doth make

Amazed Heav'n and Earth to shake.
For his, &c.

Who by his wisdom did create
The painted Heav'ns so full of state.
For his, &c.

Who did the solid Earth ordain
To rise above the watry plain.
For his, &c.

Who by his all-commanding might

Did fill the new made world with light.
For his, &c.

And caus'd the golden-tressed sun
All the day long his course to run.
For his, &c.

The horned moon to shine by night,
Amongst her spangled sisters bright.
For his, &c.

He with his thunder-clasping hand
Smote the first born of Egypt land.
For his, &c.

And in despite of Pharao fell,
He brought from thence his Israel.
For his, &c.

The ruddy waves he cleft in twain
Of the Erythræan main.

For his, &c.

The floods stood still like walls of glass, While the Hebrew bands did pass.

For his, &c.

But full soon they did devour

The tawny king with all his power.

For his, &c.

His chosen people he did bliss
In the wasteful wilderness.
For his, &c.

In bloody battel he brought down
Kings of prowess and renown.
For his, &c.

He foil'd bold Seon and his host,
That rul'd the Amorrean coast.
For his, &c.

And large-limb'd Og he did subdue,
With all his over hardy crew.

For his, &c.

And to his servant Israel

He gave their land therein to dwell.

For his, &c.

He bath with a piteous eye

Bebeld us in our misery.

For his, &c.

And freed us from the slavery

Of the invading enemy.

For his, &c.

All living creatures he doth feed,

And with full hand supplies their need. For his, &c.

Let us therefore warble forth

His mighty majesty and worth.
For his, &c.

That his mansion hath on high
Above the reach of mortal eye.
For his mercies ay endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.








HEC quæ sequuntur de Authore testimonia, tametsi ipse intelligebat non tam de se quam supra se esse dicta, eò quod præclaro ingenio viri, nec non amici ita ferè solent lauda- ́ re, ut omnia suis potius virtutibus, quam veritati congruentia nimis cupidè affingant, noluit tamen horum egregiam in se voluntatem non esse notam; cum alii presertim ut id faceret magnopere suaderent. Dum enim nimiæ laudis invidiam totis ab se viribus amolitur, sibique quod plus æquo est non attributum esse mavult judicium interim hominum cordatorum atque illustrium quin summo sibi honori ducat, negare non potest.


Joannes Baptista Mansus, Marchio Villensis,
Neopolitanus,adJoannem Miltonium Anglum

T mens, forma, decor, facies, mos, si pietas sic,
Non Anglus, verùm hercle Angelus ipse fores.

Ad Joannem Miltonem Anglum triplici poeseos laurea coronandum, Græca nimirum, Latina, atque Hetrusca, epigramma Joannis Salsilli Romani.

CEDE Meles, cedat depressa Mincius urna ;
Sebetus Tassum desinat usque loqui;

At Thamesis victor cunctis ferat altior undas,
Nam per te, Milto, par tribus unus erit.

Ad Joannem Miltonum.

GRECIA Mæonidem, jactet sibi Roma Maronem, Anglia Miltonum jactat utrique parem.


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