The Prose Works of Jonathan Swift, D.D. — Volume 04 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 392 pages of information about The Prose Works of Jonathan Swift, D.D. — Volume 04.

The Prose Works of Jonathan Swift, D.D. — Volume 04 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 392 pages of information about The Prose Works of Jonathan Swift, D.D. — Volume 04.

7 And thus to Him was pleased to say, (3) An excellent drug-
     As I His words declare; (3) german.

9 But those, that do thy laws refuse, (4) After a man is
      In pieces thou shalt break; broken in pieces,
    And with an iron sceptre bruise (4) ’tis no great matter
      Their disobedient (5) neck. to have his neck
          
                                     bruised.

(5) Neak.

10 Ye earthly kings, the caution hear; (6) Rulers must learn
      Ye rulers, learn the same; (6) it, but kings may only
                                               hear it.

11 Serve God with reverence, and with fear(7)
      His joyful praise proclaim; (7) Very proper to make a
                                               joyful proclamation with
          
                                     fear.

12 Confess the Son, and own His (8) reign, (8) Of Blackmore’s
      Ere He to wrath inclines; reign. 
    And, so resenting your disdain,
      Confound your vain designs:  (9) (9) You with his lines

For should the madness of His foes (1) (1) For should the foes
Th’ avenging God incense, of David’s ape
Happy are they that can repose Provoke his grey
In Him their confidence. (2) goose quills,
Happy are they that
can escape
The vengeance of
his pills.

(2) Admirably reasoned
and connected!

III.  PSALM OF DAVID.

When he fled from his son Absalom. To Dr. Gibbs, ex aqua
                                               in ignem
.

4 When to the Lord for help I cry, (3) Sec_o_ure. 
     He hears me from the Throne on high;
                                               (4) By this I think it
5 And thus I sleep and wake secure, (3) is clear that he cries
     Guarded by His almighty Power. (4) in his sleep.

6 No fears shall then my soul depress,* Depre_a_se, Lo_a_rd,
     Though thus my enemies increase; Scotice.

7 And (5) therefore, now arise, O Lord,* (5) He desires God’s
     And graciously thy help afford:  help, because
                                               he is not afraid of
                                               his enemies; others,
                                               I think, usually
                                               desire it when they
                                               are afraid.

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