"The God of flaves!" said they," how can he be "More pow'rful than their master's deity?" And down they cast their rods, 54 And mutter'd fecret founds that charm the fervile The evil spirits their charms obey, Lgods. And in a fubtle cloud they fnatch the rods away, And ferpents in their place the airy jugglers lay : Were ready ftill at hand, 60 And all at th' Old Serpent's first command: And they, too, gap'd, and they, too, hiss'd, And they their threat'ning tails did twist; But straight on both the Hebrew-ferpent flew, Broke both their active backs, and both it flew, 65 And both aimoft at once devour'd; So much was overpow'r'd By God's miraculous creation His fervants Nature's flightly-wrought and feeble ge V. On the fam'd bank the prophets flood, [neration. 70 Touch'd with their rod, and wounded all the flood; Flood now no more, but a long vein of putrid blood : The helpless fish were found In their strange current drown'd; The herbs and trees wash'd by the mortal tide 75 Th' amazed crocodiles made hafte to ground; Thought it their own,and dreadfully aloud they cried: Nor all thy priests, nor thou Oh, King! couldft ever show 80 From whence thy wand'ring Nile begins his courfe; Take heed left this do fo. What plague more just could on thy waters fall? The kind, inftructing punishment, enjoy; 85 Whom the Red river cannot mend, the Red-fea fhall VI. The river yet gave one instruction more, [destroy. 90 And from the rotting fish and unconcocted gore, A loathfome hoft was quickly made, [country'invade. As Nilus when he quits his facred bed, (But like a friend he vifits all the land With welcome prefents in his hand) 95 So did this living tide the fields o'erfpread. In vain th' alarmed country tries To kill their noisome enemies, ICO From th' unexhaufted fource ftill new recruits arife: Nor does the earth these greedy troops suffice; 'The towns and houses they poffefs, The temples and the palaces, Nor Pharaoh nor his gods they fear, 105 Both their importune croakings hear: Unfatiate yet, they mount up high'r, Where never fun-born frog durst to aspire, And in the filken beds their flimy members place, The water thus her wonders did produce, But both were to no ufe: As yet the Sorcerers' mimick power ferv'd for excufe. And all the duft did ftraight to stir begin, 115 One would have thought some sudden wind it had But, lo! 't was nimble Life was got within! [been; And all the little fprings did move, And ev'ry duft did an arm'd vermine prove, Of an unknown and new-created kind, 120 Such as the magick gods could neither make or find. The wretched fhameful foe allow'd no reft Either to man or beaft; Not Pharaoh from th' unquiet plague could be, 125 With all his change of raiments, free; The devils themfelves confefs'd This was God's hand; and 't was but just To punish thus man's pride, to punish duft with duft. Lo! the third element does his plagues prepare, 130 And march in bodies infinite; In vain 't is day above, 'tis still beneath them night. Compos'd this mighty army's fpacious boast ; 135 And different arms they bore; And fome, like Scythians, liv'd on blood, 140 And fome on green, and fome on flow'ry food, And Accaron, the airy prince, led on this various hoft. Houfes fecure not men; the populous ill Did all the houfes fill: The country all around, 145 Did with the cries of tortur'd cattle found; And wish'd the plague that was t'enfue. IX. From poisonous stars a mortal influence came, (The mingled malice of their flame) 150 A fkilful angel did th' ingredients take, And with just hands the fad composure make, Thirft, giddinefs, faintness, and putrid heats, 155 With the once-ravishing smell of all his dappled mi→ The starving sheep refufe to feed, [ftreffes. They bleet their innocent fouls out into air; The faithful dogs lie gafping by them there; Th' astonisli'd shepherd weeps, and breaks his tune x. Thus did the beafts for man's rebellion die, [ful reed. 170 God did on man a gentler medicine try, Warm afhes from the furnace Mofes took, The Sorcerers did with wonder on him look, Which no Egyptian rituals tell. He flings the pregnant afhes thro' the air, And fpeaks a mighty pray'r, 175 Both which the minift'ring winds around all Egypt As gentle western blafts, with downy wings [bear. Hatching the tender springs, To th' unborn buds with vital whispers say, Ye living Buds why do ye stay? 181 The passionate buds break thro' the bark their way; So wherefoe'er this tainted wind but blew, Swelling pains and ulcers grew; Volume 11. 185 |