EAXTEH.'8 POEMS. 'Vhen holiness the common foe was deem'd, And nothing more intolerable soem'd. When holy truth and preachers were despised ; And wicked means to cast them _out devised. When sin presumed to make a mock of grace, And folly spit reproaches in Christ's face. When vulgar rage had found this common vent, And impious scorn on godliness was spent. When sin was not so much opposed as God, Then were we ready for the bloody rod. Whenthosesinsreign'dthat must not now be named But by Heaven's justice shall at last be shamed. "When old condemned vanities and crimes Became the reverend virtues of the times, r111en God in judgment sat to plead his cause, And judge the proud despisers of his laws. Banished love doth fester'd hearts forsake: , Blindness, suspicions, wrath, possession take: Each man unto the fire his faggot brought, And each against another quarrels sought. The whirlwind in the north did first arise, And rais~ the dust which troubled English eyes. And the>ugh Heaven's mercy there prevented blood, The Irish fury shed a crimson flood. The French blood shew'd the temper of the nation~ Their faith and faithfulness keep moderation, Their Bartholomews hot dog-days thirst had oost !Thirty or forty thousand lives at most ~. But Ireland's Romish zeal was hotter far, And in their preparation to a war, · • Thuanus Da.vila.
RkJQdWJsaXNoZXIy OTcyMjk=