(Where MARS himself does frowningly command, And by Lieutenants only fights at Land) In those black Times, when Faction raging high, Valour and Innocence were forc'd to fly : With YORK they fled; but not depreft his Mind, They rais'd their Hearts, and never doubted more So when black Clouds furround Heav'n's glorious Face, Tempeftuous Darkness cov'ring all the Place ; Of that bright Orb of Fire which rules the Day : Fix'd upon that, we fear no future Harms. On On the DEITT W Retched Mankind! void both of Strength and Skill! Dextrous at nothing but at doing III! In Merit humble, in Pretenfion high; Among them none, alas, more weak than I ; And none more blind: tho' ftill I worthless thought But zealous Heat exalts the humbleft Mind; Yet fuch the Subjects, various, and so high! And that as boundless Goodness shining more! But on that Theme which ev'n the Wise abuse, Abruptly to break off, wants no excufe, VOL. I. P While While others vainly ftrive to know Thee more, Let me in filent Reverence adore; Wishing that human Pow'r were higher rais'd, Created worthy of extolling Thee! FINI S. THE TRAGEDY O F JULIUS CÆSAR, ALTERED: With a PROLOGUE and CHORUS; By His GRACE JOHN Duke of BUCKINGHAM. P 2 |