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Such were the pleafing triumphs of the sky,
For James his late nocturnal victory;
The pledge of his almighty Patron's love,
The fireworks which his angels made abové.
I saw myself 2 the lambent eafy light

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Gild the brown horror, and difpel the night:
The meffenger with fpeed the tidings bore;
News, which three labouring nations did restore;
But heav'n's own Nuntius was arriv'd before.
By this, the Hind had reach'd her lonely cell,
And vapours rofe, and dews unwholsom fell.
When the, by frequent obfervation wife,
As one who long on heaven had fix'd her eyes,
Difcern'd a change of weather in the skies.
The western borders were with crimson spread,
The moon defcending look'd all-flaming red;
She thought good manners bound her to invite
The ftranger dame to be her gueft that night.
'Tis true, coarse diet, and a short repast,
(She faid) were weak inducements to the tafte
Of one fo nicely bred, and fo unus'd to fast:
But what plain fare her cottage could afford,
A hearty welcome at a homely board,
Was freely hers; and, to fupply the reft,
An honeft meaning, and an open breast:
Laft, with content of mind, the poor man's wealth,
A grace-cup to their common patron's health.
This fhe defir'd her to accept, and stay,
For fear the might be wilder'd in her way,
Because she wanted an unerring guide,
And then the dew-drops on her filken hide
Her tender conftitution did declare,

Too lady-like a long fatigue to bear,
And rough inclemencies of raw nocturnal air.

2 Poeta loquitur.


But most fhe fear'd that, travelling so late,
Some evil-minded beafts might lie in wait,
And without witnefs wreak their hidden hate.
The Panther, though fhe lent a liftening ear,
Had more of lion in her than to fear:
Yet wifely weighing, fince fhe had to deal
With many foes, their numbers might prevail,
Return'd her all the thanks fhe could afford;
And took her friendly hoftefs at her word:
Who entering firft her lowly roof, a shed
With hoary mofs, and winding ivy spread,
Honeft enough to hide an humble hermit's head,
Thus graciously bespoke her welcome guest:

So might these walls, with your fair presence blest,
Become your dwelling-place of everlasting rest;
Not for a night, or quick revolving year,

Welcome an owner, not a fojourner.

This peaceful feat my poverty fecures ;

War feldom enters but where wealth allures:
Nor yet defpife it; for this
poor abode

Has oft receiv'd, and yet receives a God;

A God victorious of a Stygian race

Here laid his facred limbs, and fanctify'd the place.
This mean retreat did mighty Pan contain:

Be emulous, of him, and pomp disdain,
And dare not to debafe your foul to gain.
The filent ftranger stood amaz'd to fee
Contempt of wealth, and wilful poverty:
And, tho' ill habits are not foon controul'd,
A while fufpended her defire of gold.
But civilly drew in her fharpen'd paws,

Not violating hospitable laws,

And pacify'd her tail, and lick'd her frothy jaws.
The Hind did firft her country cates provide;

Then couch'd herself securely by her fide.

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UCH malice 3 mingled with a little wit,

M many writ:

Because the mufe has peopled Caledon

With Panthers, Bears, and Wolves, and beafls

As if we were not ftock'd with monfters of our own.
Let Æfop answer, who has fet to view

Such kinds as Greece and Phrygia never knew;
And 4 mother Hubberd, in her homely drefs,
Has fharply blam'd a British Lioness;

That queen, whofe feaft the factious rabble keep,
Expos'd obscenely naked and afleep.
Led by thofe great examples, may not I
The wanted organs of their words fupply?
If men tranfact like brutes, 'tis equal then
For brutes to claim the privilege of men.

Others our Hind of folly will indite,
To entertain a dangerous gueft by night.
Let those remember, that the cannot die
"Till rolling time is loft in round eternity;
Nor need the fear the Panther, tho' untam'd,
Because the 5 Lion's peace was now proclaim'd:
The wary favage would not give offence,
To forfeit the protection of her prince;
But watch'd the time her vengeance to complete,
When all her furry fons in frequent fenate met,
Mean-while fhe quench'd her fury at the flood,
And with a lenten fallad cool'd her blood.

3 Dryden, aware of the cenfures to which his fubject might expote him, here makes an apology for the contrivance of the poem. This alludes to Mother Hubberd's tale, written by Spenfer. 5 Liberty of confcience, and toleration of all religions.

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Their commons, tho' but coarfe, were nothing fcant,
Nor did their minds an equal banquet want.

For now the Hind, whofe noble nature ftrove
T'exprefs her plain fimplicity of love,
Did all the honours of her house so well,
No sharp debates difturb'd the friendly meal.
She turn'd the talk, avoiding that extreme.
To common dangers paft, a fadly-pleafing theme;
Remembring every ftorm which tofs'd the ftate,
When both were objects of the public hate,
And dropt a tear betwixt for her own childrens fate.
Nor fail'd the then a full review to make

Of what the Panther fuffer'd for her fake:
Her loft esteem, her truth, her loyal care,

Her faith unshaken 6 to an exil’d heir,

Her ftrength to endure, her courage to defy;
Her choice of honourable infamy.

On thefe, prolixly thankful, fhe enlarg'd;
Then with acknowledgment herfelf the charg'd;
For friendship, of itself an holy tie,

Is made more facred by adverfity.

Now should they part, malicious tongues would fay,
They met like chance companions on the way,
Whom mutual fear of robbers had poffefs'd;
While danger lafted, kindness was profefs'd;
But that once o'er the short-liv'd union ends:
The road divides, and there divide the friends.
The Panther nodded when her fpeech was done,
And thank'd her coldly in a hollow tone:
But faid her gratitude had gone too far
For common offices of christian care.
If to the lawful heir fhe had been true,

She paid but Cæfar what was Cæfar's due.

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The duke of York while oppos'd by the favourers and abettors of the bill of exclufion was obliged to retire from London.

I might, fhe added, with like praise describe
Your fuffering fons, and fo return your bribe:
But incenfe from my hands is poorly priz'd;
For gifts are fcorn'd where givers are defpis'd.
I ferv'd a turn, and then was caft away;
You, like the gaudy fly, your wings display,
And fip the fweets, and bafk in your great patron's day.

This heard, the matron was not flow to find
What fort of malady had feiz'd her mind:
Difdain, with gnawing envy, fell defpight,
And canker'd malice stood in open fight:
Ambition, intereft, pride without controul,
And jealousy, the jaundice of the foul;
Revenge, the bloody minifter of ill,
With all the lean tormentors of the will.
'Twas eafy now to guefs from whence arofe
Her new-made union with her ancient foes,
Her forc'd civilities, her faint embrace,
Affected kindnefs with an alter'd face:
Yet durft fhe not too deeply probe the wound,
As hoping ftill the nobler parts were found:
Bat ftrove with anodynes to affwage the fmart,,
And mildly thus her med'cine did impart.

Complaints of lovers help to ease their pain;
It shows a reft of kindness to complain;
A friendship loth to quit its former hold;
And confcious merit may be justly bold.
But much more juft your jealoufy would fhew,
If other's good were injury to you:
Witness, ye heavens, how I rejoice to fee
Rewarded worth and ring loyalty.

Your warrior offspring that upheld the crown,
The fcarlet honour of your peaceful gown,
Are the moft pleafing objects I can find,
Charms to my fight, and cordials to my mind:
When virtue fpooms before a profperous gale,
My heaving wishes help to fill the fail;

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