Arise, O Satire!—tune thy useful song,
Silence grows criminal, when crimes grow strong;
Of meaner vice, and villains, sing no more,
But Monsters crown'd, and Crime enrobed with Power!
At vice's high Imperial throne begin,
Relate the ancient prodigies of sin;
With pregnant phrase, and strong impartial verse,
The crimes of men, and crimes of Kings rehearse!
What though thy labour shall to us be vain,
And the World's bondage must its time remain;
Let willing slaves in golden fetters lie,
There's none can save the men who will to die.
Silence grows criminal, when crimes grow strong;
Of meaner vice, and villains, sing no more,
But Monsters crown'd, and Crime enrobed with Power!
At vice's high Imperial throne begin,
Relate the ancient prodigies of sin;
With pregnant phrase, and strong impartial verse,
The crimes of men, and crimes of Kings rehearse!
What though thy labour shall to us be vain,
And the World's bondage must its time remain;
Let willing slaves in golden fetters lie,
There's none can save the men who will to die.
Yet some there are that would not tamely bow,
Who fain would break their chains, if they knew how;
And these, from thy inspired lines, may see,
How they choose bondage when they may go free.
He that can levy War with all mankind,
Retard the day-spring of the human mind;
Buy Justice, sell Oppression, bribe the Law,
Exalt the Fool, and keep the Wise in awe;
With pious Peter, * cant of heaven's commands,
Pray with his lips, and murder with his hands;
Insult the wretched, trample on the poor,
And mock the miseries mankind endure;
Can ravage countries, property devour,
And trample Law beneath the feet of Power;
Scorn the restraint of oaths and promised Right, **
And ravel compacts in the people's sight;
* Peter the Cruel, King of Caslile He married the daughter
of a Duke of Bourbon, whom he divorced, in order to renew
his connexion with a former mistress. His excesses
occasioned the people to dethrone him. He affected piety,
and to govern by divine right!
** Despots seldom keep engagements.—The People of Prussia
have a 'promised right' from their king of some years
standing. After the Battle of Waterloo, he promised them a
Constitution—but became a member of the Holy Alliance. In
1814, this king, with another of the fraternity, the Emperor
of Russia, was entertained at an expense of 20,028L. 7s.
10d. in Guildhall London, by the Corporation in Common
Council assembled, who also presented addresses of
congratulation to the worthies, on their having contributed,
by encaging Napoleon, to restore what the addresses called,
"the Legitimate dynasties." The result is, that the
legitimate Emperor of Russia backs the crusade on the People
of Naples; and the legitimate king of Prussia is as little
inclined to let the Prussians have a Constitution, as the
Corporation of London find it convenient to return the
14,000L. of the Bridge-House money which they borrowed
towards paying for the feast. The 'company they kept' and
the money they owe in consequence, must be a satisfactory,
because the only apology from the metropolis of the most
free country in Europe, to the Neapolitans, for not
assisting them in defending their national Independence, and
their new-born Liberty, against the combined attack of "the
Legitimate dynasties."
Who fain would break their chains, if they knew how;
And these, from thy inspired lines, may see,
How they choose bondage when they may go free.
He that can levy War with all mankind,
Retard the day-spring of the human mind;
Buy Justice, sell Oppression, bribe the Law,
Exalt the Fool, and keep the Wise in awe;
With pious Peter, * cant of heaven's commands,
Pray with his lips, and murder with his hands;
Insult the wretched, trample on the poor,
And mock the miseries mankind endure;
Can ravage countries, property devour,
And trample Law beneath the feet of Power;
Scorn the restraint of oaths and promised Right, **
And ravel compacts in the people's sight;
* Peter the Cruel, King of Caslile He married the daughter
of a Duke of Bourbon, whom he divorced, in order to renew
his connexion with a former mistress. His excesses
occasioned the people to dethrone him. He affected piety,
and to govern by divine right!
** Despots seldom keep engagements.—The People of Prussia
have a 'promised right' from their king of some years
standing. After the Battle of Waterloo, he promised them a
Constitution—but became a member of the Holy Alliance. In
1814, this king, with another of the fraternity, the Emperor
of Russia, was entertained at an expense of 20,028L. 7s.
10d. in Guildhall London, by the Corporation in Common
Council assembled, who also presented addresses of
congratulation to the worthies, on their having contributed,
by encaging Napoleon, to restore what the addresses called,
"the Legitimate dynasties." The result is, that the
legitimate Emperor of Russia backs the crusade on the People
of Naples; and the legitimate king of Prussia is as little
inclined to let the Prussians have a Constitution, as the
Corporation of London find it convenient to return the
14,000L. of the Bridge-House money which they borrowed
towards paying for the feast. The 'company they kept' and
the money they owe in consequence, must be a satisfactory,
because the only apology from the metropolis of the most
free country in Europe, to the Neapolitans, for not
assisting them in defending their national Independence, and
their new-born Liberty, against the combined attack of "the
Legitimate dynasties."
That thing's a Tyrant!—and that People Fools,
Who basely bend to be that Tyrant's tools! Examine then the early course of things,
And search the ancient roll of Tyrant Kings,
When the first man usurp'd upon his kind,
Assumed exotick right, assuming reigned;
Supreme in wickedness, more wicked grew;
First forced a homage, then decreed it due.
Trace the first Tyrants to their fancied thrones,
Placed in that heaven that all their crimes disowns:—
If in the Royal lists some monsters reign'd,
Abborr'd by heaven, and hated by mankind,
By lust and blood exalted to a throne,
For all the exquisites of Tyrant known,
The meaner name of monarch they despise,
Alive, usurp the throne, and dead, the skies;
Above the clouds th' incarnate devil stands,
And nations worship with polluted hands!
Old Saturn, Bacchus, and high-thundering Jove,
And all the rabble of the Gods above,
Whose names for their immortal crimes are fear'd,
Monarchs and Tyrant-princes first appear'd;
Who basely bend to be that Tyrant's tools! Examine then the early course of things,
And search the ancient roll of Tyrant Kings,
When the first man usurp'd upon his kind,
Assumed exotick right, assuming reigned;
Supreme in wickedness, more wicked grew;
First forced a homage, then decreed it due.
Trace the first Tyrants to their fancied thrones,
Placed in that heaven that all their crimes disowns:—
If in the Royal lists some monsters reign'd,
Abborr'd by heaven, and hated by mankind,
By lust and blood exalted to a throne,
For all the exquisites of Tyrant known,
The meaner name of monarch they despise,
Alive, usurp the throne, and dead, the skies;
Above the clouds th' incarnate devil stands,
And nations worship with polluted hands!
Old Saturn, Bacchus, and high-thundering Jove,
And all the rabble of the Gods above,
Whose names for their immortal crimes are fear'd,
Monarchs and Tyrant-princes first appear'd;
By rapes and blood the path to greatness stain'd,
By rapes and blood the glittering station gain'd;
Succeeding knaves succeeding Gods became,
And sin aspired to an immortal name!
The mighty wretches dwell among the stars,
And vice in virtue's glorious robes appears;
And Poets celebrate their praises there,
As Indians worship Devils that they fear!
Yet let us look around the world awhile,
And find a Patron-God for Albion's Isle;
Has she so many Tyrants borne in vain?
Has she no Star in the celestial train?
Heaven knows, the difficulty only lies,
In who's the fittest monster for the skies!—
Satire, reflect with care, due caution give,
Some ———— are dead, beware of those that live.
If thou too near the present age begin,
Truth will be crime, and courage will be sin!
Look back two ages, see where shines on high
Great James, the modern Bacchus of the sky;
But give him time before his ghost appear,
Lest his uneasy fame bewray his fear:
Alive, the patron of the tim'rous race,
Fear in his head, and frenzy in his face;
His constellation, were it felt beneath,
Would make men strive to die—for fear of death!
His exaltation with his crimes begin,
See how we worship in his House of Sin,
Aloft—we view the Bacchanalian King;
Below—the sacred anthems daily sing;
His vast excess the pencil's art displays,
And triumphs in the clouds above our praise:
By rapes and blood the glittering station gain'd;
Succeeding knaves succeeding Gods became,
And sin aspired to an immortal name!
The mighty wretches dwell among the stars,
And vice in virtue's glorious robes appears;
And Poets celebrate their praises there,
As Indians worship Devils that they fear!
Yet let us look around the world awhile,
And find a Patron-God for Albion's Isle;
Has she so many Tyrants borne in vain?
Has she no Star in the celestial train?
Heaven knows, the difficulty only lies,
In who's the fittest monster for the skies!—
Satire, reflect with care, due caution give,
Some ———— are dead, beware of those that live.
If thou too near the present age begin,
Truth will be crime, and courage will be sin!
Look back two ages, see where shines on high
Great James, the modern Bacchus of the sky;
But give him time before his ghost appear,
Lest his uneasy fame bewray his fear:
Alive, the patron of the tim'rous race,
Fear in his head, and frenzy in his face;
His constellation, were it felt beneath,
Would make men strive to die—for fear of death!
His exaltation with his crimes begin,
See how we worship in his House of Sin,
Aloft—we view the Bacchanalian King;
Below—the sacred anthems daily sing;
His vast excess the pencil's art displays,
And triumphs in the clouds above our praise:
What can, with equal force, devotion move,
We pray below, and He's debauch'd above!*
Look lower down the galaxy and see,
In yon crown'd Goat another Deity;
His orgied reel and lecherous leer outvie
The old Priapian glory of the sky;
His furious lusts the other Gods deface
And spread his viler image through the place;
On obscene altars blaze unholy fires
To him, the God of all unchaste desires! **
* The Banqnetling House at Whitehall is now the Chapel
Royal, where sermons are preached and Divine service is sung
by the choir of the king's household. On the floor, are the
pews for the congregation, the pulpits of the clergy, the
altar with the sacramental vessels, and the other
arrangements for sacred wor-ship. On the ceiling, the
apotheosis of King James the First, painted by Rubens,
represents the king in different situations crowned with the
triumphs of drunkenness.
James the First held the highest notions concerning Divine
Right. He had a mighty desire to be a great tyrant, but was
merely a great driveller. He said on a certain occasion that
"there is an implicit tie among kings, which obligeth them,
though there be no other interest or particular engagement,
to stick to, and right one another, upon an insurrection of
subjects."—How-ell's Letters, B. 1. §. 2. Letter iii.
This obligation among kings to right one another, flows
from their 'Right Divine to govern wrong!' The implicit
tie to suffo-cate liberty, wherever it appears, is co-eval
with tyranny—but it was never openly avowed until the
present concert of kings. The Holy Alliance is—Despotism
shewing itself.
** It was for this king, Charles II., that the phrase, "our
Religious king," was invented by the Bishops.
If such Vicegerents are by Heaven appointed,
The Devil himself may be the Lord s anointed!
—De Foe
We pray below, and He's debauch'd above!*
Look lower down the galaxy and see,
In yon crown'd Goat another Deity;
His orgied reel and lecherous leer outvie
The old Priapian glory of the sky;
His furious lusts the other Gods deface
And spread his viler image through the place;
On obscene altars blaze unholy fires
To him, the God of all unchaste desires! **
* The Banqnetling House at Whitehall is now the Chapel
Royal, where sermons are preached and Divine service is sung
by the choir of the king's household. On the floor, are the
pews for the congregation, the pulpits of the clergy, the
altar with the sacramental vessels, and the other
arrangements for sacred wor-ship. On the ceiling, the
apotheosis of King James the First, painted by Rubens,
represents the king in different situations crowned with the
triumphs of drunkenness.
James the First held the highest notions concerning Divine
Right. He had a mighty desire to be a great tyrant, but was
merely a great driveller. He said on a certain occasion that
"there is an implicit tie among kings, which obligeth them,
though there be no other interest or particular engagement,
to stick to, and right one another, upon an insurrection of
subjects."—How-ell's Letters, B. 1. §. 2. Letter iii.
This obligation among kings to right one another, flows
from their 'Right Divine to govern wrong!' The implicit
tie to suffo-cate liberty, wherever it appears, is co-eval
with tyranny—but it was never openly avowed until the
present concert of kings. The Holy Alliance is—Despotism
shewing itself.
** It was for this king, Charles II., that the phrase, "our
Religious king," was invented by the Bishops.
If such Vicegerents are by Heaven appointed,
The Devil himself may be the Lord s anointed!
—De Foe
We turn disgusted from the contemplation
Nor seek more royal samples of our nation;
But leave Posterity to find the place
Of other heroes, of another race.
Europe, thy thrones have many a name in store,
As bright in guilt as any crown'd before;
Who, turn'd to Gods, shall shine in Poets' rhymes,
And faithful Hist'ry shall record their crimes.
The first Paternal ruler of mankind
That e'er by primogenial title reign'd,
In dignity of government was high
But all his kingdom was his family.
His subjects—were his household and his wife;
His power—to regulate their way of life;
His sway—extended not beyond his gate;
That was the limit—of his regal state;
And every son might from his rule divide,
Be King himself, and by himself preside;
And when he died, the government went on
In natural succession to his son.
Next Families of mutual love and unity
Together join'd for friendship and community;
Form'd Laws, and then the natural order was
To trust some man to execute the Laws.
Hence him they best could trust, they trusted—chose;
And thus a Nation and a chief arose,
Both constituted by a mutual trust;
The people honest and the ruler just. *
* No hereditary king ever reigned in the world, but to
govern by laws and constitutions which were established
before he came to be king.—Coke's Detection, vol. i. p.
13.
Nor seek more royal samples of our nation;
But leave Posterity to find the place
Of other heroes, of another race.
Europe, thy thrones have many a name in store,
As bright in guilt as any crown'd before;
Who, turn'd to Gods, shall shine in Poets' rhymes,
And faithful Hist'ry shall record their crimes.
The first Paternal ruler of mankind
That e'er by primogenial title reign'd,
In dignity of government was high
But all his kingdom was his family.
His subjects—were his household and his wife;
His power—to regulate their way of life;
His sway—extended not beyond his gate;
That was the limit—of his regal state;
And every son might from his rule divide,
Be King himself, and by himself preside;
And when he died, the government went on
In natural succession to his son.
Next Families of mutual love and unity
Together join'd for friendship and community;
Form'd Laws, and then the natural order was
To trust some man to execute the Laws.
Hence him they best could trust, they trusted—chose;
And thus a Nation and a chief arose,
Both constituted by a mutual trust;
The people honest and the ruler just. *
* No hereditary king ever reigned in the world, but to
govern by laws and constitutions which were established
before he came to be king.—Coke's Detection, vol. i. p.
13.
'Tis plain, when man came from his Maker's hand,
He left him free, and at his own command;
Gave him the light of nature to direct,
And reason, * nature's errors to inspect;
No rules of Government were e'er set down,
Nature was furnish'd to direct her own;
The high unerring light of Providence,
Left that to latent cause and consequence.
* Reason is the image of God stamped upon man at his birth,
the understanding breathed into him with the breath of life,
and iu the participation of which alone he is raised above
the brute creation, and his own physical nature!—Reason is
the queen of the moral world, the soul of the universe, the
lamp of human life, the pillar of society, the foundation of
law, the bea-con of nations, the golden chain let down from
heaven, which links all animated and all intelligent natures
in one common system—and, in the vain strife between
fanatic iuuovation and fauatic prejudice, we are exhorted to
dethrone this queen of the world, to blot out this light of
the mind, to deface this fair co-lumn, to break in pieces
this golden chaiu!—Hazlitt's Political Essays, p. 57.
Society to regulation tends,
As naturally as means pursue their ends;
The wit of man could never yet invent,
A way of life without a government;
And government has always been begun,
In those who, to be govern'd, gave the crown.
He that would other schemes of rule contrive
And search for powers the people could not give,
Must seek a spring which can those powers convey,
And seek a People too that will obey.
At length paternal rule was less complete,
And as mankind increas'd became unfit;
The petty Lords grow quarrelsome and proud,
And plunge their little governments in blood.
He left him free, and at his own command;
Gave him the light of nature to direct,
And reason, * nature's errors to inspect;
No rules of Government were e'er set down,
Nature was furnish'd to direct her own;
The high unerring light of Providence,
Left that to latent cause and consequence.
* Reason is the image of God stamped upon man at his birth,
the understanding breathed into him with the breath of life,
and iu the participation of which alone he is raised above
the brute creation, and his own physical nature!—Reason is
the queen of the moral world, the soul of the universe, the
lamp of human life, the pillar of society, the foundation of
law, the bea-con of nations, the golden chain let down from
heaven, which links all animated and all intelligent natures
in one common system—and, in the vain strife between
fanatic iuuovation and fauatic prejudice, we are exhorted to
dethrone this queen of the world, to blot out this light of
the mind, to deface this fair co-lumn, to break in pieces
this golden chaiu!—Hazlitt's Political Essays, p. 57.
Society to regulation tends,
As naturally as means pursue their ends;
The wit of man could never yet invent,
A way of life without a government;
And government has always been begun,
In those who, to be govern'd, gave the crown.
He that would other schemes of rule contrive
And search for powers the people could not give,
Must seek a spring which can those powers convey,
And seek a People too that will obey.
At length paternal rule was less complete,
And as mankind increas'd became unfit;
The petty Lords grow quarrelsome and proud,
And plunge their little governments in blood.
The factious rivals on pretence of right, Urge on the people to contend and fight;
Invaded weakness to brute force submits,
Oppression rages, honesty retreats,
Justice gives way to power, and power prevails,
And universal slavery entails.
Thus broils arose, and thus the ends of life
Are miss'd in Wars and undecided strife!
Scotland, till late, exemplified the plan,
In many a feud, in many a Highland clan.
The Chief with whoop and whistling trumpet shrill,
Summons his slaves from ev'ry neighb'ring hill;
Tells them, his foeman's bull has stol'n his cow,
And dire revenge th' obedient vassals vow;
With mighty targe, and basket-hilted knife,
Battle and blood decide the petty strife;
The namelings fight, because the lord commands,
And wild confusion rules th' ungovern'd lands!
The hunter-tribes, at first, wild beasts pursued,
And then to chase mankind they left the wood;
Became Banditti, Captains, Chieftains, Kings,
And Tyrants, by the natural course of things!
As he that ravaged most could rule the best,
So he grown King that first subdued the rest,
By fraud and force his guilty power maintains,
Wheedles mankind to please themselves with chains,
With selfish Kingcraft calls it Right Divine,*
And subtle Priestcraft sanctifies his line.
*Priestcraft n. s. [priest and craft.] Religious frauds;
management of wicked priests to gain power.—Johnson.
Kingcraft n. s. [king and craft.] Royal frauds;
management of wicked kings to gain power.
Invaded weakness to brute force submits,
Oppression rages, honesty retreats,
Justice gives way to power, and power prevails,
And universal slavery entails.
Thus broils arose, and thus the ends of life
Are miss'd in Wars and undecided strife!
Scotland, till late, exemplified the plan,
In many a feud, in many a Highland clan.
The Chief with whoop and whistling trumpet shrill,
Summons his slaves from ev'ry neighb'ring hill;
Tells them, his foeman's bull has stol'n his cow,
And dire revenge th' obedient vassals vow;
With mighty targe, and basket-hilted knife,
Battle and blood decide the petty strife;
The namelings fight, because the lord commands,
And wild confusion rules th' ungovern'd lands!
The hunter-tribes, at first, wild beasts pursued,
And then to chase mankind they left the wood;
Became Banditti, Captains, Chieftains, Kings,
And Tyrants, by the natural course of things!
As he that ravaged most could rule the best,
So he grown King that first subdued the rest,
By fraud and force his guilty power maintains,
Wheedles mankind to please themselves with chains,
With selfish Kingcraft calls it Right Divine,*
And subtle Priestcraft sanctifies his line.
*Priestcraft n. s. [priest and craft.] Religious frauds;
management of wicked priests to gain power.—Johnson.
Kingcraft n. s. [king and craft.] Royal frauds;
management of wicked kings to gain power.
"Kings are as Gods."—Indeed!—why then they must
Like God be sacred,—but like God be just.
If in a King a vicious lust prevails,
The people see it, and the Godship fails. *
* The time has been when rulers have actually claimed the
title of God's vicegerents, and have been literally
worshipped as gods by the servile crew of courtiers;—men
gradually bowed down by despotism from the erect port of
native dignity, and driven, by fear, to crouch under the
most degrading of all superstition, the political idolatry
of a base fellovv-creature.—After all the lan-guage of
court adulation, the praises of poets and oiators, the
statues and monuments erected to their fame, the malignant
consequences of their actions prove them to have been no
other than conspirators against the improvement and happi-
ness of the human race. What were their means of conduct-ing
their governments, of exercising this office of Heaven's
vicegerents? Crafty, dishonest arts, oppression, extortion,
and, above all, fire and sword. They dared to ape the
thunder and lightning of Heaven, and, assisted by the
machinations of the grand adversary of man, rendered their
imitative contrivances for destruction more terrible and
deadly than the original. Their imperial robe derived its
deep crimson colour from human blood; and the gold and
diamonds of their diadems were accumulated treasures wrung
from the famished bowels of the poor, born only to toil for
others, to be robbed, to be wounded, to be trodden under
foot, and forgotten in an early grave. How few, in com-
parison, have reached the age of three score and ten, and
yet, in the midst of youth and health, their days lifive
been full of labour and sorrow. Heaven's vicegerents seldom
bestowed a thought npon them, except when it was necessary
either to inveigle or to force them to take the sword and
march to slaughter. Where God caused the sun to shine gaily,
and scattered plenty over the land, his vicegerents diffused
famine and solitude. The valley, which laughed with corn,
they watered with the tear of artificial hunger and distress
; the plain that was bright with verdure, and gay with
flowerets, they dyed red with gore. They operated on the
world as the blast of an east wind, as a pestilence, as a
deluge, as a conflagration.—It is an incontrovertible
axiom, that all who are born into tlie world, have a right
to be as happy in it as the un-avoidable evils of nature,
and their own disordered passions will allow. The gtand
object of all good government, of all govern-ment that is
not an usurpation, must be to promote this happi-ness, to
assist every individual in its attainment and security. A
government chiefly anxious about the emoluments of office,
chiefly employed in augmenting its own power, and
aggrandizing its obsequious instruments, while it neglects
the comfort and safety of individuals in middle or low life,
is despotic and a nui-sance. It is founded on folly as well
as wickedness, and, like the freaks of insanity, deals
mischief and misery around, without be-ing able to ascertain
or limit its extent and duration. If it should not be
punished as criminal, let it be cosrced as dangerous. —
Spirit of Despotism, p. 90.
The greatest curses any age have known
Have issued from the temple, or the throne;
Extent of ill from kings at first begins,
But priests must aid, and consecrate their sins.
The tortured subject might be heard complain,
When sinking nnder a new weight of chain,
Or more rebellious, might perhaps repine,
When tax'd to dow'r a titled concubine,
But the priest christens all a Right Divine! Hor. Walpole's Epistle from Florence.
Like God be sacred,—but like God be just.
If in a King a vicious lust prevails,
The people see it, and the Godship fails. *
* The time has been when rulers have actually claimed the
title of God's vicegerents, and have been literally
worshipped as gods by the servile crew of courtiers;—men
gradually bowed down by despotism from the erect port of
native dignity, and driven, by fear, to crouch under the
most degrading of all superstition, the political idolatry
of a base fellovv-creature.—After all the lan-guage of
court adulation, the praises of poets and oiators, the
statues and monuments erected to their fame, the malignant
consequences of their actions prove them to have been no
other than conspirators against the improvement and happi-
ness of the human race. What were their means of conduct-ing
their governments, of exercising this office of Heaven's
vicegerents? Crafty, dishonest arts, oppression, extortion,
and, above all, fire and sword. They dared to ape the
thunder and lightning of Heaven, and, assisted by the
machinations of the grand adversary of man, rendered their
imitative contrivances for destruction more terrible and
deadly than the original. Their imperial robe derived its
deep crimson colour from human blood; and the gold and
diamonds of their diadems were accumulated treasures wrung
from the famished bowels of the poor, born only to toil for
others, to be robbed, to be wounded, to be trodden under
foot, and forgotten in an early grave. How few, in com-
parison, have reached the age of three score and ten, and
yet, in the midst of youth and health, their days lifive
been full of labour and sorrow. Heaven's vicegerents seldom
bestowed a thought npon them, except when it was necessary
either to inveigle or to force them to take the sword and
march to slaughter. Where God caused the sun to shine gaily,
and scattered plenty over the land, his vicegerents diffused
famine and solitude. The valley, which laughed with corn,
they watered with the tear of artificial hunger and distress
; the plain that was bright with verdure, and gay with
flowerets, they dyed red with gore. They operated on the
world as the blast of an east wind, as a pestilence, as a
deluge, as a conflagration.—It is an incontrovertible
axiom, that all who are born into tlie world, have a right
to be as happy in it as the un-avoidable evils of nature,
and their own disordered passions will allow. The gtand
object of all good government, of all govern-ment that is
not an usurpation, must be to promote this happi-ness, to
assist every individual in its attainment and security. A
government chiefly anxious about the emoluments of office,
chiefly employed in augmenting its own power, and
aggrandizing its obsequious instruments, while it neglects
the comfort and safety of individuals in middle or low life,
is despotic and a nui-sance. It is founded on folly as well
as wickedness, and, like the freaks of insanity, deals
mischief and misery around, without be-ing able to ascertain
or limit its extent and duration. If it should not be
punished as criminal, let it be cosrced as dangerous. —
Spirit of Despotism, p. 90.
The greatest curses any age have known
Have issued from the temple, or the throne;
Extent of ill from kings at first begins,
But priests must aid, and consecrate their sins.
The tortured subject might be heard complain,
When sinking nnder a new weight of chain,
Or more rebellious, might perhaps repine,
When tax'd to dow'r a titled concubine,
But the priest christens all a Right Divine! Hor. Walpole's Epistle from Florence.
Talks he of 'sacred' then,—the man's a fool;
His high pretence a joke and ridicule;
Abandon'd to his crimes he soon will find
Himself abandon'd too, by all mankind;
With th' Assyrian Monarch turn'd to grass,
As much a Tyrant, and as much an ass!
His high pretence a joke and ridicule;
Abandon'd to his crimes he soon will find
Himself abandon'd too, by all mankind;
With th' Assyrian Monarch turn'd to grass,
As much a Tyrant, and as much an ass!
Externals take from Majesty, the rest
Is but—a thing at which we laugh—a jest! Let us to Scripture History appeal,
And see what truths its ancient rolls reveal:—
That great authority which Tyrants boast,
As most confirming, will confound them most!
When Israel with unheard of murmurs first,
Pray'd to indulgent Heaven they might be curst,
Rejected God, scorn'd his Almighty rule,
And made themselves their children's ridicule,
A standing banter, future ages' jest,
As damn'd to slavery at their own request—
With what just arguments did Samuel plead,
Give them the Tyrant's character to read;
Explain the lust of an ungovern'd man,
Show them the danger, preach to them in vain;
Tell them the wretched things they'd quickly find,
Within the pleasing name of King combined;
Deign with their'wilder'd crowds t' expostulate,
And open all the dangers of their fate!—
Yet they sought ruin with unwearied pains,
And begg'd for fetters, slavery, and chains!
But, it's replied, heaven heard its suppliant's prayer,
Itself chose out the King, and plac'd him there;
Disown'd the People's right, and fix'd their choice
In providence, and not the people's voice;
From whence the claim of right by regal line,
Made Israel's Kings be Kings by Right Divine.
Yes, Saul was King by God's immediate hand—
But' twas in judgment to afflict the land! In granting He corrected the request,
A king He gave them, but withheld the rest;
Is but—a thing at which we laugh—a jest! Let us to Scripture History appeal,
And see what truths its ancient rolls reveal:—
That great authority which Tyrants boast,
As most confirming, will confound them most!
When Israel with unheard of murmurs first,
Pray'd to indulgent Heaven they might be curst,
Rejected God, scorn'd his Almighty rule,
And made themselves their children's ridicule,
A standing banter, future ages' jest,
As damn'd to slavery at their own request—
With what just arguments did Samuel plead,
Give them the Tyrant's character to read;
Explain the lust of an ungovern'd man,
Show them the danger, preach to them in vain;
Tell them the wretched things they'd quickly find,
Within the pleasing name of King combined;
Deign with their'wilder'd crowds t' expostulate,
And open all the dangers of their fate!—
Yet they sought ruin with unwearied pains,
And begg'd for fetters, slavery, and chains!
But, it's replied, heaven heard its suppliant's prayer,
Itself chose out the King, and plac'd him there;
Disown'd the People's right, and fix'd their choice
In providence, and not the people's voice;
From whence the claim of right by regal line,
Made Israel's Kings be Kings by Right Divine.
Yes, Saul was King by God's immediate hand—
But' twas in judgment to afflict the land! In granting He corrected the request,
A king He gave them, but withheld the rest;
Gave all that they pretended to require,
But in the gift he punish'd the desire;
He gave a plague, the very selfsame thing
They ask'd, when they petition'd for a King!
For 'tis remarkable when Samuel saw,
They'd have a King in spite of sense or law,
He told the consequences to the land,
And all the mischiefs that the Word contain'd;
Told them, that Kings were instruments design'd,
Not to improve, but to correct mankind!
Told them the Tyrant would insult their peace,
And plunder them of all their happiness!
Told them, that Kings were but exalted thieves,
Would rob men first, and then would make them slaves!
Then drew the picture of a monster crown'd,
Ask'd them, if such a villain could be found, *
Whether they'd like him, and their tribute bring?
They answer, Yes:—let such a man be King!
* It is remarkable, that a king scarcely ever exercised
tyran-nical power over the people, but it was mingled with
ungoverned vice in himself. Men of virtue and moderation
seldom, if ever, turn tyrants. Despotic rule gives the reins
to lust, and makes the errors of government, and the crimes
of life, mix together. It is the high road to cruelty and
brutalizing selfishness.—A king of France took out his
watch when he guessed that the axe was cutting off the head
of his favoritè, and said; 'My dear friend must make a sad
figure just now!'—A hill in Richmond Park is still shewn as
remarkable for having been the station from whence Henry
VIII. eagerly looked out for the ascent of a rocket at
London, announcing to the impatient tyrant the precise
moment when one of his wives was suffering death on the
scaffold!
And is a Tyrant King your early choice?
"Be Kings your plague!" said the Eternal's voice;
And with this mighty curse he gave the crown,
And Saul, to Israel's terror, mounts the throne!
Now, Muse, the parallel with caution bring,
On what condition was this man their King?
But in the gift he punish'd the desire;
He gave a plague, the very selfsame thing
They ask'd, when they petition'd for a King!
For 'tis remarkable when Samuel saw,
They'd have a King in spite of sense or law,
He told the consequences to the land,
And all the mischiefs that the Word contain'd;
Told them, that Kings were instruments design'd,
Not to improve, but to correct mankind!
Told them the Tyrant would insult their peace,
And plunder them of all their happiness!
Told them, that Kings were but exalted thieves,
Would rob men first, and then would make them slaves!
Then drew the picture of a monster crown'd,
Ask'd them, if such a villain could be found, *
Whether they'd like him, and their tribute bring?
They answer, Yes:—let such a man be King!
* It is remarkable, that a king scarcely ever exercised
tyran-nical power over the people, but it was mingled with
ungoverned vice in himself. Men of virtue and moderation
seldom, if ever, turn tyrants. Despotic rule gives the reins
to lust, and makes the errors of government, and the crimes
of life, mix together. It is the high road to cruelty and
brutalizing selfishness.—A king of France took out his
watch when he guessed that the axe was cutting off the head
of his favoritè, and said; 'My dear friend must make a sad
figure just now!'—A hill in Richmond Park is still shewn as
remarkable for having been the station from whence Henry
VIII. eagerly looked out for the ascent of a rocket at
London, announcing to the impatient tyrant the precise
moment when one of his wives was suffering death on the
scaffold!
And is a Tyrant King your early choice?
"Be Kings your plague!" said the Eternal's voice;
And with this mighty curse he gave the crown,
And Saul, to Israel's terror, mounts the throne!
Now, Muse, the parallel with caution bring,
On what condition was this man their King?
Tho' Heaven declar'd him, heaven itself set down
The sacred Postulata of the crown;
Samuel examin'd first the high record,
Then dedicates the substance to the Lord.
This is the coronation-oath, the bond,
The steps on which the throne and kingdom stand;
For which, by future Kings unjustly broke,
God, and the People, mighty vengeance took! *
* Samuel told the people the manner of the kingdom, and
wrote it in a book and laid it up before the Lord. (1
Samuel, x. 25.) It is plain, the word manner signifies the
constitution of the government, or the conditiom on which
Saul was to be king, namely, according to justice and law;
and this is meant in frequent expressions, by going in and
out before them, referring to justice being executed in the
gates, and peace and war; the king was to lead them in one,
and direct in the other. This manner of the kingdom was told
to all the people, and that implied, that the consent of the
people was requisite to make him king, without which, though
Samuel had anointed him, he was not owned by the Israelites,
bnt went about his private affairs till after the victory
over the Ammonites. Then the manner of the kingdom was
written in a book—a token of its being a compact between
Saul and the people; and Samuel's laying it up before the
Lord, is equivalent to an oath recorded on both sides; for
it was there as a witness between the king and the people,
and served both as their oath of allegiance, and his oath of
government.—All this being done, what followed? All the
people went to Gilgal, and there they (mark the word) made
Saul king.—(l Samuel,i. 15.)
The sacred Postulata of the crown;
Samuel examin'd first the high record,
Then dedicates the substance to the Lord.
This is the coronation-oath, the bond,
The steps on which the throne and kingdom stand;
For which, by future Kings unjustly broke,
God, and the People, mighty vengeance took! *
* Samuel told the people the manner of the kingdom, and
wrote it in a book and laid it up before the Lord. (1
Samuel, x. 25.) It is plain, the word manner signifies the
constitution of the government, or the conditiom on which
Saul was to be king, namely, according to justice and law;
and this is meant in frequent expressions, by going in and
out before them, referring to justice being executed in the
gates, and peace and war; the king was to lead them in one,
and direct in the other. This manner of the kingdom was told
to all the people, and that implied, that the consent of the
people was requisite to make him king, without which, though
Samuel had anointed him, he was not owned by the Israelites,
bnt went about his private affairs till after the victory
over the Ammonites. Then the manner of the kingdom was
written in a book—a token of its being a compact between
Saul and the people; and Samuel's laying it up before the
Lord, is equivalent to an oath recorded on both sides; for
it was there as a witness between the king and the people,
and served both as their oath of allegiance, and his oath of
government.—All this being done, what followed? All the
people went to Gilgal, and there they (mark the word) made
Saul king.—(l Samuel,i. 15.)
Then mark the needful steps to make him King,
How sacred ends, concurring means must bring;
Not Samuel's ointment, not the mighty lot,
Could make him King, nor force his title out.
The people like not his mechanic race,
They see no greatness in his youthful face:—
"Is this the monarch shall our foes destroy,
Does heaven design to rule us by a boy?"
The flouting Rabbies cry! "We scorn to own,
A man that has no merit for a crown.
Our King must lead the glorious tribes to fight,
And chase the thousands of the Ammonite:
His pers'nal valour must our triumphs bring,
'Tis such a man we want, and such a King."
Away they go, reject his government,
Not Heav'n's high choice could force their due consent!
Samuel submits, adjourns the strong debate,
Suspends the King he offered to create;
Owns their dislike's a high material thing,
That their Consent alone could make him King!
Why did not God displeasure then express,
Resent the slight, and punish their excess;
Extort obedience by express command,
And crown his choice by his immediate hand;
Destroy the Rebels with his blasting breath,
And punish early treason with their death;
With mighty thunders his new King proclaim,
And force the trembling tribes to do the same?
Because He knew it was the course of things,
And Nature's law, that men should choose their Kings;
He knew the early dictate was his own,
That reason acted from himself alone.*
* It is alledged, that the vulgar are not capable of judging
coucerning principles of government; I answer, they are
then not capable of beiug guilty of transgression; for where
there is a want of capacity of judgment, there can be no
sin. This is a dangerous argument, my Lords, and exposes
government to the violence of every one who can overturn it
with impunity. You have no defence against any person in
this case who is resolute, except superior strength; for
the gallows will not frighten a man who is not conscious of
guilt, if he has any degree of natural fortitude. Try to
persuade the vulgar that there is any case in which they
cannot sin, and you will soon perceive what opera-tion it
will have upon them. But when you tell them they are not
judges of your manouvres of state, they will soon tell you
that they cannot transgress what they do not understand and
that you require of them more than the Deity requires of
them, or even supposes; for he requires no duty without
first allowing men to judge of his laws, and makes no laws
beyond the reach of their understandings.
Sermons to Asses, ( Ministers qf State,) p. 57
How sacred ends, concurring means must bring;
Not Samuel's ointment, not the mighty lot,
Could make him King, nor force his title out.
The people like not his mechanic race,
They see no greatness in his youthful face:—
"Is this the monarch shall our foes destroy,
Does heaven design to rule us by a boy?"
The flouting Rabbies cry! "We scorn to own,
A man that has no merit for a crown.
Our King must lead the glorious tribes to fight,
And chase the thousands of the Ammonite:
His pers'nal valour must our triumphs bring,
'Tis such a man we want, and such a King."
Away they go, reject his government,
Not Heav'n's high choice could force their due consent!
Samuel submits, adjourns the strong debate,
Suspends the King he offered to create;
Owns their dislike's a high material thing,
That their Consent alone could make him King!
Why did not God displeasure then express,
Resent the slight, and punish their excess;
Extort obedience by express command,
And crown his choice by his immediate hand;
Destroy the Rebels with his blasting breath,
And punish early treason with their death;
With mighty thunders his new King proclaim,
And force the trembling tribes to do the same?
Because He knew it was the course of things,
And Nature's law, that men should choose their Kings;
He knew the early dictate was his own,
That reason acted from himself alone.*
* It is alledged, that the vulgar are not capable of judging
coucerning principles of government; I answer, they are
then not capable of beiug guilty of transgression; for where
there is a want of capacity of judgment, there can be no
sin. This is a dangerous argument, my Lords, and exposes
government to the violence of every one who can overturn it
with impunity. You have no defence against any person in
this case who is resolute, except superior strength; for
the gallows will not frighten a man who is not conscious of
guilt, if he has any degree of natural fortitude. Try to
persuade the vulgar that there is any case in which they
cannot sin, and you will soon perceive what opera-tion it
will have upon them. But when you tell them they are not
judges of your manouvres of state, they will soon tell you
that they cannot transgress what they do not understand and
that you require of them more than the Deity requires of
them, or even supposes; for he requires no duty without
first allowing men to judge of his laws, and makes no laws
beyond the reach of their understandings.
Sermons to Asses, ( Ministers qf State,) p. 57
"'Tis just," says the Almighty Power, "and sense,"
(For actions are the words of Providence;
The mouth of consequences speaks aloud,
And Nature's language is the voice of God:
"'Tis just," says he, "the people should be shown,
The man that wears it, can deserve the crown.
Merit will make my choice appear so just,
They'll own him fit for the intended trust;
Confirm by reason my exalted choice,
And make him King by all the people's voice.
(For actions are the words of Providence;
The mouth of consequences speaks aloud,
And Nature's language is the voice of God:
"'Tis just," says he, "the people should be shown,
The man that wears it, can deserve the crown.
Merit will make my choice appear so just,
They'll own him fit for the intended trust;
Confirm by reason my exalted choice,
And make him King by all the people's voice.
Let Ammon's troops my people's tents invade,
And Israel's trembling sons, to fear betray'd,
Fly from th' advancing legions in the fright,
Till Jabesh' walls embrace the Ammonite;
I'll spirit Saul, and arm his soul for war,
The boy they scorn, shall in the field appear;
I'll teach the inexperienced youth to light,
And flesh him with the slaughter'd Ammonite.
The general suffrage then lie'll justly have
To rule the people he knows how to save;
Their willing voices all the tribes will bring,
And make my chosen hero be their King."
He speaks, and all the high events obey,
The mighty voice of Nature leads the way;
The troops of Ammon Israel's tents invade,
His mighty fighting sons, to fear betray'd,
Fly from th' advancing squadrons in the fright,
'Till Jabesh' walls embrace the Ammonite.
Saul rouzes; God had arm'd his soul for war;
The boy they scored does in the field appear;
His pers'nal merit now bespeaks the throne,
He beats the enemy, and wears his crown.
The willing tribes their purchased suffrage bring,
Their universal voice proclaims him King.
As if Heaven's call had been before in vain,
Saul from this proper minute, dates his reign.
The text is plain, and proper to the thing,
Not GOD—but all The People made him King!
End of Book I.
And Israel's trembling sons, to fear betray'd,
Fly from th' advancing legions in the fright,
Till Jabesh' walls embrace the Ammonite;
I'll spirit Saul, and arm his soul for war,
The boy they scorn, shall in the field appear;
I'll teach the inexperienced youth to light,
And flesh him with the slaughter'd Ammonite.
The general suffrage then lie'll justly have
To rule the people he knows how to save;
Their willing voices all the tribes will bring,
And make my chosen hero be their King."
He speaks, and all the high events obey,
The mighty voice of Nature leads the way;
The troops of Ammon Israel's tents invade,
His mighty fighting sons, to fear betray'd,
Fly from th' advancing squadrons in the fright,
'Till Jabesh' walls embrace the Ammonite.
Saul rouzes; God had arm'd his soul for war;
The boy they scored does in the field appear;
His pers'nal merit now bespeaks the throne,
He beats the enemy, and wears his crown.
The willing tribes their purchased suffrage bring,
Their universal voice proclaims him King.
As if Heaven's call had been before in vain,
Saul from this proper minute, dates his reign.
The text is plain, and proper to the thing,
Not GOD—but all The People made him King!
End of Book I.
THE RIGHT DIVINE OF KINGS TO GOVERN WRONG.
BOOK II.
The King is ours
T' administer, to guard, t' adorn the State,
But not to warp or change it.
Mark now the difference, ye that boast your love
Of kings, between your Loyalty and ours
Our love is principle, and has its root
In reason; is judicious, manly, free:
Yours, a blind instinct, crouches to the rod,
And licks the foot, that treads it in the dust.
The Duty of Resistance to Tyrants—Law—Custom—
Packed Juries—The Custom of Kings to tyrannize—
The Custom of the People to dethrone them instanced in
James II.—Rehoboam—Royalty a trust.
Were I permitted to inspect the rolls,
Th' eternal archives, hid beyond the poles;
The cause of causes could I but survey,
And see how consequences there obey:
This should be first of all that I'd enquire,
And this to know, the bounds of my desire—
Why Justice reels beneath the blows of might,
And Usurpation sets her foot on right;
Why fame bestows her ill-deserv'd applause,
When outrage, triumphs over nature's laws;
T' administer, to guard, t' adorn the State,
But not to warp or change it.
Mark now the difference, ye that boast your love
Of kings, between your Loyalty and ours
Our love is principle, and has its root
In reason; is judicious, manly, free:
Yours, a blind instinct, crouches to the rod,
And licks the foot, that treads it in the dust.
The Duty of Resistance to Tyrants—Law—Custom—
Packed Juries—The Custom of Kings to tyrannize—
The Custom of the People to dethrone them instanced in
James II.—Rehoboam—Royalty a trust.
Were I permitted to inspect the rolls,
Th' eternal archives, hid beyond the poles;
The cause of causes could I but survey,
And see how consequences there obey:
This should be first of all that I'd enquire,
And this to know, the bounds of my desire—
Why Justice reels beneath the blows of might,
And Usurpation sets her foot on right;
Why fame bestows her ill-deserv'd applause,
When outrage, triumphs over nature's laws;
Why heaven permits the worst of men to rule,
And binds the wise man to obey the fool; *
Why its own thunder does not strike the crown,
And from the stools of pow'r thrust Tyrant? down;
Why it pursues the murd'rer's meaner crime,
But leaves exalted criminals to time.
* It is difficult to avoid laughing at the extreme
ignorance of crowned heads themselves, in despotic
countries, wheu one contrasts it with the importance they
assume, and the pomp and splendour with which they transfer
their royal persons from place to place. The sight is truly
ludicrous. Are these the men, occupied, as they usually
are, in the meanest trifles and the most degrading
pleasures, who tell us that the governmen over which they
preside, is a perfect system, and that the wisest
philosopher knows not how to govern mankind; that is, to
consult their happiness and security, so well as themselves,
neglected as they have been in youth, and corrupted in
manhood by panders to their vices, and flatterers of their
foibles, their pride, and their ambition? There is reason
to believe that many kings in despotic kingdoms, have been
worse educated, and possess less abilities, than a common
charity-boy, trained in a parish school to read and write. Spirit of Despotism. An Anecdote, containing the thoughts of
a Despot is a treat. It appears from the Emperor of Austria
heading the Holy Alliance against Naples with our money in
his pockets, as well as from a letter dated Laybach, 28th
January, 1821, that his Majesty has the horrors. The
letter states, that when the Professors of the Lyceum at
Laybach were presented to him, he made this nervous speech
:—"Gentlemen—The students of Carniola have always deserved
praise, (from which their progress in useful knowledge may
be inferred). Endeavour to preserve for them this good
character, (modern Boeotians). Remain ever faithful to what
is ancient, (Tyranny); for what is ancient is good, (he
means for himself); and onr ancestors (his Ancestors) ever
found it so. Why should it not be the same to us? (The
throne-men). People (tyrant-hater's) are occupied elsewhere
(at Naples) with new notions (principles of liberty), that I
(heigh Oh!) cannot approve, (cannot help); and never shall
approve, (Royal till death). From such notions (political
truth) preserve yourselves, (God preserve the Emperor);
attach yourselves to nothing bnt what is positive,
(Despotism). I do not want learned men (the students at
Copenhagen on the king's birth-day, January 2nd, 1821,
shouted "Vivat Rex the soldiers, not understanding Loyally
in Latin, and, supposing the students uttered seditious
cries, dispersed them with their sabres and hilled four:
ergo Steel is stronger than Latin). I want only loyal and
good subjects, (implicitly obedient slaves); and it is your
part to (become drill serjeants, and) form them (into line).
He who serves (implicitly obeys), will instruct, (that is—
keep the students stupid) according to my orders; and
whoever feels himself incapable of that, (non-instruction,)
and embraces novel ideas, (knowledge,) had better depart—or
I shall myself remove him, (by putting something into his
head!). This is a fine and perfect specimen of legitimate
mind; and here is another:—At the Museum of Bologna the
Professors of the University shewed this same Emperor one or
Sir Humphrey Davy's safety lamps, and informed him that the
Englishman its inventor, had, by his nnmerous discoveries,
produced a revolution in science. At the word revolution
the countenance of the Emperor changed; he rumped the
attendant, and said, the King of England would no doubt feel
the consequences of his condescension to his unruly
subjects; but, as to himself, he should take proper care
not to suffer any of his subjects to make revo-lutions!—
"What is ancient is good." Stick to that, Despots! Yonr
ancestors,'an please your Majesties, groped without safety
lamps —I pray that you may, till you be no more.
And binds the wise man to obey the fool; *
Why its own thunder does not strike the crown,
And from the stools of pow'r thrust Tyrant? down;
Why it pursues the murd'rer's meaner crime,
But leaves exalted criminals to time.
* It is difficult to avoid laughing at the extreme
ignorance of crowned heads themselves, in despotic
countries, wheu one contrasts it with the importance they
assume, and the pomp and splendour with which they transfer
their royal persons from place to place. The sight is truly
ludicrous. Are these the men, occupied, as they usually
are, in the meanest trifles and the most degrading
pleasures, who tell us that the governmen over which they
preside, is a perfect system, and that the wisest
philosopher knows not how to govern mankind; that is, to
consult their happiness and security, so well as themselves,
neglected as they have been in youth, and corrupted in
manhood by panders to their vices, and flatterers of their
foibles, their pride, and their ambition? There is reason
to believe that many kings in despotic kingdoms, have been
worse educated, and possess less abilities, than a common
charity-boy, trained in a parish school to read and write. Spirit of Despotism. An Anecdote, containing the thoughts of
a Despot is a treat. It appears from the Emperor of Austria
heading the Holy Alliance against Naples with our money in
his pockets, as well as from a letter dated Laybach, 28th
January, 1821, that his Majesty has the horrors. The
letter states, that when the Professors of the Lyceum at
Laybach were presented to him, he made this nervous speech
:—"Gentlemen—The students of Carniola have always deserved
praise, (from which their progress in useful knowledge may
be inferred). Endeavour to preserve for them this good
character, (modern Boeotians). Remain ever faithful to what
is ancient, (Tyranny); for what is ancient is good, (he
means for himself); and onr ancestors (his Ancestors) ever
found it so. Why should it not be the same to us? (The
throne-men). People (tyrant-hater's) are occupied elsewhere
(at Naples) with new notions (principles of liberty), that I
(heigh Oh!) cannot approve, (cannot help); and never shall
approve, (Royal till death). From such notions (political
truth) preserve yourselves, (God preserve the Emperor);
attach yourselves to nothing bnt what is positive,
(Despotism). I do not want learned men (the students at
Copenhagen on the king's birth-day, January 2nd, 1821,
shouted "Vivat Rex the soldiers, not understanding Loyally
in Latin, and, supposing the students uttered seditious
cries, dispersed them with their sabres and hilled four:
ergo Steel is stronger than Latin). I want only loyal and
good subjects, (implicitly obedient slaves); and it is your
part to (become drill serjeants, and) form them (into line).
He who serves (implicitly obeys), will instruct, (that is—
keep the students stupid) according to my orders; and
whoever feels himself incapable of that, (non-instruction,)
and embraces novel ideas, (knowledge,) had better depart—or
I shall myself remove him, (by putting something into his
head!). This is a fine and perfect specimen of legitimate
mind; and here is another:—At the Museum of Bologna the
Professors of the University shewed this same Emperor one or
Sir Humphrey Davy's safety lamps, and informed him that the
Englishman its inventor, had, by his nnmerous discoveries,
produced a revolution in science. At the word revolution
the countenance of the Emperor changed; he rumped the
attendant, and said, the King of England would no doubt feel
the consequences of his condescension to his unruly
subjects; but, as to himself, he should take proper care
not to suffer any of his subjects to make revo-lutions!—
"What is ancient is good." Stick to that, Despots! Yonr
ancestors,'an please your Majesties, groped without safety
lamps —I pray that you may, till you be no more.
Kings spurn at limitations, laws, and rules,
And rob mankind—because mankind are fools;
Wheedled to act against their common sense,
To jumble tyranny with providence;
To hope from God what God expects from them,
For what they ought to do, look up to Him;
Leave unperform'd the duties which they know,
And lift up hands they should employ below!
Christians must no more miracles expect,
The men that will be slaves, He'll not protect;
God never will our base petitions hear,
Till our endeavours supersede our prayer;
Not always then; but nation's may be sure,
The willing bondage ever shall endure.
They that would have His power to be their friend,
Must, with what power they have, their right defend.
The laws of God, God makes us understand,
The laws of Nature never countermand.
Nature prescribes, for'tis prescrib'd to sense,
Her first of laws to man—is self-defence.
This then is Law to man, from God on high,
Resisting live—or unresisting die!
He always works by means, and means he'll bless,
With approbation, often with success.
Nor prayers nor tears will revolutions make,
Tyrants pull down, or irksome bondage break;
'Tis our own business; and He lets us know,
What is our business, he expects we'll do.
* God punishes bad kings and oppressors, as he does the rest
of mankind—through his instruments, The, People. It is the
only way by which he has ever made an example of tyrants as
a terror to others.
Tyrants sometimes in Revolutions fall,
Though their destruction's not design'd at all;
So hasty showers, when they from heav'n flow down,
Are sent to fructify, and not to drown;
And, in the torrent, if a drunkard sink,
'Tis not the flood that drowns him, but the drink,
Yet who would say, because a sinner's slain,
For fear of drowning, we must have no rain.
And rob mankind—because mankind are fools;
Wheedled to act against their common sense,
To jumble tyranny with providence;
To hope from God what God expects from them,
For what they ought to do, look up to Him;
Leave unperform'd the duties which they know,
And lift up hands they should employ below!
Christians must no more miracles expect,
The men that will be slaves, He'll not protect;
God never will our base petitions hear,
Till our endeavours supersede our prayer;
Not always then; but nation's may be sure,
The willing bondage ever shall endure.
They that would have His power to be their friend,
Must, with what power they have, their right defend.
The laws of God, God makes us understand,
The laws of Nature never countermand.
Nature prescribes, for'tis prescrib'd to sense,
Her first of laws to man—is self-defence.
This then is Law to man, from God on high,
Resisting live—or unresisting die!
He always works by means, and means he'll bless,
With approbation, often with success.
Nor prayers nor tears will revolutions make,
Tyrants pull down, or irksome bondage break;
'Tis our own business; and He lets us know,
What is our business, he expects we'll do.
* God punishes bad kings and oppressors, as he does the rest
of mankind—through his instruments, The, People. It is the
only way by which he has ever made an example of tyrants as
a terror to others.
Tyrants sometimes in Revolutions fall,
Though their destruction's not design'd at all;
So hasty showers, when they from heav'n flow down,
Are sent to fructify, and not to drown;
And, in the torrent, if a drunkard sink,
'Tis not the flood that drowns him, but the drink,
Yet who would say, because a sinner's slain,
For fear of drowning, we must have no rain.
It's doubtful who live most unnatural lives,
The subject that his liberty survives,
Or kings that trample law and freedom down,
And make free justice truckle to the crown.
Law is the master-spring of government—
The only Right Ditine that heaven has sent, *
It forms the order of the world below,
And all our blessings from that order flow.
* The tyrant Henry VIII., by making himself the head of the
Church, clearly begat the Right Divine. The King could give
bishoprics, and the Bishops could give opinions. "Your
Majesty is the breath of our nostrils," said Bishop Neil to
James I., and speaking of himself and brethren as to worldly
advantages, he certainly spoke the truth. Before the Kings
of England were heads of the Church we heard little of
divine right, and some-times the Church itself was seen on
the side of freedom; since that time, never. The doctrine
in England, that the King can do no wrong, supposes the
positive responsibility of his Minis-ters. But, that it is a
dangerous licence of language, is wit-nessed iu a Right
Reverend exposition of this kingly privi-lege in regard to
Adultery. The Bishop leaped from political to moral
delinquency, with a casuistry worthy an admirer of the royal
power of translation. The Abbe de Choisy, a Priest of the
same school as the British Father in God, though not of the
same church, dedicated an edition of Thomas à Kempis, on the
'Imitation of Christ' to Madame de Maintenon, a courtesan
and mistress to Louis XIV., prefixing this motto: "Hear oh!
daugh-ter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also
thine own people, and thy father's honse; so shall the
King greatly desire thy beauty!" Psa. xlv. 10,11.
The Court's a golden but a fatal circle,
Upon whose magic skirts a thousand devils
In crystal forms, sit tempting innocence,
And beckon early virtue from its ceutre.
Anon, quoted by Dr. Watts.
The subject that his liberty survives,
Or kings that trample law and freedom down,
And make free justice truckle to the crown.
Law is the master-spring of government—
The only Right Ditine that heaven has sent, *
It forms the order of the world below,
And all our blessings from that order flow.
* The tyrant Henry VIII., by making himself the head of the
Church, clearly begat the Right Divine. The King could give
bishoprics, and the Bishops could give opinions. "Your
Majesty is the breath of our nostrils," said Bishop Neil to
James I., and speaking of himself and brethren as to worldly
advantages, he certainly spoke the truth. Before the Kings
of England were heads of the Church we heard little of
divine right, and some-times the Church itself was seen on
the side of freedom; since that time, never. The doctrine
in England, that the King can do no wrong, supposes the
positive responsibility of his Minis-ters. But, that it is a
dangerous licence of language, is wit-nessed iu a Right
Reverend exposition of this kingly privi-lege in regard to
Adultery. The Bishop leaped from political to moral
delinquency, with a casuistry worthy an admirer of the royal
power of translation. The Abbe de Choisy, a Priest of the
same school as the British Father in God, though not of the
same church, dedicated an edition of Thomas à Kempis, on the
'Imitation of Christ' to Madame de Maintenon, a courtesan
and mistress to Louis XIV., prefixing this motto: "Hear oh!
daugh-ter, and consider, and incline thine ear; forget also
thine own people, and thy father's honse; so shall the
King greatly desire thy beauty!" Psa. xlv. 10,11.
The Court's a golden but a fatal circle,
Upon whose magic skirts a thousand devils
In crystal forms, sit tempting innocence,
And beckon early virtue from its ceutre.
Anon, quoted by Dr. Watts.