Were construed youth that purged by Or melt him to that golden calf, a State. 65 But these were random bolts; no formed design Nor interest made the factious crowd to join: The sober part of Israel, free from stain, Well knew the value of a peaceful reign; 70 Thus worn and weakened, well or ill content, Submit they must to David's government: Impoverished and deprived of all command, Their taxes doubled as they lost their land; And, what was harder yet to flesh and blood, 96 Their gods disgraced, and burnt like common wood. This set the heathen priesthood in a flame, 105 For 'twas their duty, all the learned think, To espouse his cause by whom they eat and drink. From hence began that Plot, the nation's curse, Bad in itself, but represented worse, quence; For as, when raging fevers boil the blood, The standing lake soon floats into a flood, And every hostile humor which before Slept quiet in its channels bubbles o'er; So several factions from this first ferment Work up to foam and threat the govern Some had in courts been great and, thrown from thence, Like fiends were hardened in impenitence. Some, by their Monarch's fatal mercy grown 146 From pardoned rebels kinsmen to the throne, Were raised in power and public office high; Strong bands, if bands ungrateful men could tie. Of these the false Achitophel was first,150 A name to all succeeding ages curst: For close designs and crooked counsels fit; Sagacious, bold, and turbulent of wit; Restless, unfixed in principles and place; In power unpleased, impatient of disgrace: 155 A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Pleased with the danger when the waves went high, 160 He sought the storms; but, for a calm unfit, Would steer too nigh the sands, to boast his wit. Great wits are sure to madness near allied, And thin partitions do their bounds divide; Else why should he, with wealth and honor blest, 165 Got, while his soul did huddled notions try, And born a shapeless lump, like anarchy. Usurped a patriot's all-atoning name. So easy still it proves in factious times 180 With public zeal to cancel private crimes. How safe is treason, and how sacred ill, Where none can sin against the people's will! since, He stood at bold defiance with his prince, Held up the buckler of the people's Against the crown, and skulked behind the laws. The wished occasion of the plot he takes; Some circumstances finds, but more he makes; By buzzing emissaries fills the ears 210 Of listening crowds with jealousies and fears Of arbitrary counsels brought to light, And proves the king himself a Jebusite. Weak arguments! which yet he knew full well Were strong with people easy to rebel. 215 For, governed by the moon, the giddy Jews Tread the same track when she the prime renews; 1 evidently guilty. Had thus old David, from whose loins you spring, Desire of power, on earth a vicious weed, Half loth, and half consenting to the ill, 315 Not dared, when Fortune called him to be To take up arms for public liberty? My father governs with unquestioned right, King, At Gath an exile he might still remain, And Heaven's anointing oil had been in The faith's defender, and mankind's delight; Good, gracious, just, observant of the |