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Ver. Through fnares and gins his piercing nose

And snout is his defence ;
By art surprize him may his foes,

But not by violence.
Thou dar's not that strong beast offend,

Lest foon he thee devour ;
Why wilt thou then with God contend,

From whom he gets his pow'r ?

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of the Leviathan in general; that is, tbe Whale,

or Crocodile : Man, being unable to subdue and
tame bim, muft own bimself to be utterly unable to
Stand before tbe great God. Job xli. 1,-10.

if thou canst debate with me,

As thou didst boldly wish,
I'll but produce, for humbling thee,

A formidable fish.
Canst thou the great Leviathan

Draw out with hook or line?
Or in the deep the whale trepan

With common baits of thine ?
2 Canst thou run through his gills a thorn,

A jav'lin through his jaw?
Or with a' cord, he laughs to scorn,

Allore the monster draw ?
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Will he, like man in great distress,

With tender words intreat
Thy pity, and with meek address,

His moan to thee repeat?
4 Will he a contract with thee make,

To be thy Nave for ay ?
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Tam’d as a bird, wilt thou him take

To be thy children's play?
Will he be bound, and fu submiss,

As thy domestic fort?
He that to man a terror is

Be to thy maids a sport?

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Ver. Shall neighbours make a hearty meal
6 Of him when catch'd by art?
And foon his bones and oil for sale

Among the merchants part?
7 Is't easy work his scaly skin,

With barbid irons to prick;
His head with spears to assassine,

And touch him to the gaick ?
8 Suppose thy hardy valour should

The furious beast affail,
Think'st thou that swords and daggers would

Soon o'er his strength prevail ?
Suppose thou shouldest with thy life

Escape the dreadful rage,
Thou wouldIt remind the fearful strife,

And dread anew t'engage.
9 The hope of conquest here is vain *;

For, with amazing fright,
The stouteft hero would, as slain,

Faint at the monster's fight.
10 In sleep no giant iron-clade

Dare his disturber be ;
What mortal, then, with fury mad,

Dare face and sight with me?

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The Power of God set forth in a more particular

Description of tbe Leviatban. Job xli. 11,-34.

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S 1. God's sovereign Dominion over bis Creatures.
SAY, in what creature's debt am I,

That as injur'd can whine ?
For what's beneath and 'bove the sky

Is all and wholly mine.
Ev'n brutal hosts spread my report,

From smallest mites and snails,
To monsters of the biggest fort,

The crocodiles and whales.

Viz. When the engagement is fingle, or by any man alone,

Ver. My fole dominion, fov’reign pow'r,

Í'll further yet display,
In my huge creature, nam'd before,

With a more close survey.

§ 2. Of tbe Leviatban's Parts and Power. 12 His parts, his pow'r, I'll not conceal,

Nor his proportion fair ;
For thefe, by figns, my name reveal,

My skill and pow'r declare.
A monster comely! yea, let none

At me obliquely strike,
To call ought ugly I have done,

Till they can do the like.

S 3. Of bis Garment and Jaws. 13 Who can discover or disclose,

His skinny garment's face?
Who dare approach his mouth or nofe,

With bridle him to brace ?
14 He that his mouth dares ope would see

In's jaws the throne of death ;
Long spears, like murd'ring teeth, which he

In dreadful order lath.

§ 4. Of bis Scales.
15 With scales, like shields, compact he's storld,

These are his strength and pride ;
His coat of mail that does the sword

And glitt'ring dart deride.
16 They are so fast and firmly bound,

So close together join'd, 7 That air itself, which foat around,

Can no admission find.

S 5. Of bis Sneezing, Eyes, Mouth, and Nostrils. 18 His sneezing terror breeds on fight; 19

For, from his nostrils flies
A Aash, like that of lightning bright,

When darted through the skies.

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Ver. His shining eyes, with splendid blaze,

The neighb'ring meads adorn ;
Bright as the dawning lucid rays,

The beauties of the morn;
20 While also fiery reeking breath-

Breaks from his hallow throat,
As from a burning forge beneath,
Or caldron boiling hot.

$ 6. Of bis Breath and Neck.
21 His lips do, God-like, wrath proclaim,

To such as move his ire;
For from his mouth leap sinoke and flames

With streaming sparks of fire.
22 When's neck, his seat of strength, he rears,

Then forrow and annoy,
That march before with woes and fears,

Make up his pompous joy:
Triumplant terrors, paffing bound,

His hideous pomp compose ;
And dread that seizes all around
Where-e'er he comes or goes.

S 7. Of bis Flakes and Heart.
23 His fakes of flesh so fast involv'd,

So firmi in ev'ry part ;
Their joining fcarce can be diffolv'd,

By violence or art.
2:4 His heart is like a marble hard;

Relentless is his breast;
Which ne'er did tender moans regard,
Nor pity e’er express’d.

S 8. Of bis. Rifings and Breaking for
25 When like a mount, amidst the waves,,

He lifts his monstrous head,
The boldest boalters will, as flaves,

His awful presence dread.
The stoutest sea-inen tremble now,

Each like a quaking leaf,
Lelt he o'erturn their fhips, or do
Some terrible mischief.

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Ver. His water-breakings threat'ning death,

Themselves they purify,
And deprecate impending wrath.

As dvom'd anon to die.

$ 9. Of bis undaunted Courage.
26 Should they attempt with sword in hand,

The monster to attack ;
Bright steel in bits, like crumbling sand,

Would break upon his back.
Vain's the defensive coat of mail,

Th' offensive javelin ;
For hardly spears nor darts avail

To pierce his scaly skin.
27 The iron's but, in his esteem,

A bulrush by the fod;
And braffy weapons to him seem

But shafts of rotten wood.
28 Fierce arrows cannot make him flee;
29 · Sling stones and darts appear
30 But straw to him ; he laughs to see

The shaking of the spear.

S 10. Of bis terrible Motion in the Waters, 31 When in the deep he rouls aside,

From place to place remote,
He agitaies the waves and tide

Like to a boiling pot.
His motion fo ferments the streams,

The foaming waters face,
A pot of boiling ointment seems

And shows a flern grimace.
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His frothy track, when-e'er he swiins

And rides his wat'ry fiage,
So bright appears, the ocean seems,

As hoary grown with age.
Such fuam and froth his path pursue,

They seem to fence his rear,
And turn the waters azure hue,

To white with sudden fear,

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