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e places they possess'd too small, And in their hearts wish'd court and king to fall: Whose names the muse disdaining, holds i' the dark, Thrust in the villain herd without a mark; With parasites and libel-spawning imps, 520 Intriguing fops, dull jesters, and worse pimps. Disdain the rascal rabble to pursue, Their set cabals are yet a viler crew: See where, involved in common smoke, they sit; Some for our mirth, some for our satire fit: These, gloomy, thoughtful, and on mischief bent, While those, for mere good-fellowship, frequent The appointed club, can let sedition pass, Sense, nonsense, anything to employ the glass; And who believe, in their dull honest hearts, 530 The rest talk reason but to show their parts; Who ne'er had wit or will for mischief yet, But pleased to be reputed of a set. But in the sacred annals of our plot, Industrious Arod never be forgot: The labours of this midnight-magistrate, May vie with Corah's to preserve the state. In search of arms, he fail'd not to lay hold On war's most powerful, dangerous weapon--gold. And last, to take from Jebusites all odds, 540 Their altars pillaged, stole their very gods; Oft would he cry, when treasure he surprised, 'Tis Baalish gold in David's coin disguised; Which to his house with richer relics came, While lumber idols only fed the flame: For our wise rabble ne'er took pains to inquire, What 'twas he burnt, so 't made a rousing fire. With which our elder was enrich'd no more Than false Gehazi with the Syrian's store; So poor, that when our choosing-tribes were met, 550 Even for his stinking votes he ran in debt; For meat the wicked, and, as authors think, The saints he choused for his electing drink; Thus every shift and subtle method past, And all to be no Zaken at the last. Now, raised on Tyre's sad ruins, Pharaoh's pride Soar'd high, his legions threatening far and wide; As when a battering storm engender'd high, By winds upheld, hangs hovering in the sky, Is gazed upon by every trembling swain-- 560 This for his vineyard fears, and that, his grain; For blooming plants, and flowers new opening these, For lambs yean'd lately, and far-labouring bees: To guard his stock each to the gods does call, Uncertain where the fire-charged c
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