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 POETICAL ESSAY. 
 
 By THOMAS ZOUCH, M.A. 
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 A Claufe of Mr. SE ATONES Will, 
 DatedO^. 8. 1738. 
 
 -> '- T Give, my Kijlingbury EJlaie to the Univerfdy of Camhridge 
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 give out a SubjeSl, which SubjeB f jail for the frfk year be one or 
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 CRUCIFIXION; and dire£l the faid Poem to be printed, 
 according to the Tenor of the Will. 
 
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 THE 
 
 CRUCIFIXION: 
 
 A 
 
 POETICAL ESSAY. 
 
 ENOUGH hath fiction's fairy fcene deceived 
 My dreaming hours of youth : with penfive ftep 
 Mufing along the cloyfter's filent gloom 
 Thee, Holy Truth, I woo : thy graceful charms 
 Far lovelier than the damafk rofe that glows 
 On beauty^s cheek, the poet's moral ftrain 
 
 Excite,
 
 6 THE CRUCIFIXION: 
 
 Excite. — Ye fabled fonors adieu ! adieu 
 Imagination, to the dazzled eye 
 Shooting thy gorgeous phantoms! hence, ye dreams 
 Of fublunary glare, the gem of wealth. 
 The plume of honour! To her awful Ihrine 
 Devotion wafts me, where the white-rob'd prieft 
 With heart-felt tranfport on the wing of prayer 
 Extatic rifes, or with waving hand 
 And all the decent elegance of eafe 
 Myfterious truth unfolds, whilft on his tongue 
 Attention hangs enraptur'd. At that altar 
 Peace fheds her balmy influence, far from Guilt 
 And all his hideous offspring: Envy wan 
 With jaundic'd eye ; Ambition's bluftering voice 
 Brawling for titles : hollow-hearted fmile 
 Of cringing Adulation : dog-ey'd Lull 
 Rifling the bofom of chart e innocence. 
 
 For fay, can fancy, fond to weave the tale 
 Of blifs ideal, feign more genuine joy 
 Than thine. Philander, when the Man of God 
 Gives to thy hand the confecrated cup, 
 Bleffed memorial of a Saviour's love ! 
 
 Glowing
 
 A POETICAL ESSAY. ; 
 
 Glowing with zeal the humble Penitent 
 Approacheth : Faith her foftering radiance points 
 Full on his contrite heart : Hope cheers his fteps, 
 And Charity, the faireft in the train 
 Of chriftian virtues, fwells his heavinor breaft 
 With love unbounded. Feaft of blifs fupreme 
 To eat the bread of life, to drink the cup 
 Of benediftion ! — Memory bids the fcene, 
 Th' important fcene, arife, when dread difmay 
 Alarm'd the nations. Melt, thou heart of brals ; 
 Death triumph'd o'er its victor. Wild amaze 
 Seiz'd all the hoft of heaven, moaning their God 
 In agony transfixt, his every fenfe 
 A window to afBi£l:ion : forrow fill'd 
 Their tide of tragic woe, and chang'd the note 
 From fervent rapture to the gloomy ftrain 
 Of deepeft lamentation. O how pure 
 Th' effulgence of his bounty, that completes 
 Redemption's mighty work, the fource of joy ! 
 Hail heavenly Love, that with eternal fway 
 Pervades creation s amplefl: bounds ! 'Twas Love 
 That bade exiftence fpring to life : the fun, 
 
 Infpher'd
 
 8 THE CRUCIFIXION; 
 
 Infpher'd in radiancy, began his courfe, 
 
 And vegetation from the earth's warm lap 
 
 Call'd forth her genial powers. 'Twas Love that form'd 
 
 Redemption's glorious plan. Ye white-wing'd hofts. 
 
 Cherubs and feraphs, that enrob'd in light 
 
 Drink the pure ftream of ever-during day. 
 
 In hallelujahs chaunt the grateful hymn 
 
 Of adoration : from your fapphire feats 
 
 Hail the crlad tidino-s, that to Man is criv'n 
 
 A Saviour merciful. But chiefly ye, 
 
 Daughters and fons of Adam, raife the fong 
 
 Of gratulation meet. — Ye young, ye gay, 
 
 Liften with patient ear the ftrains of truth j 
 
 Ye who in dilTipation wafte your days. 
 
 From Pleafure's giddy train O fteal an hour. 
 
 With fagre reflexion nor difdain to craze 
 
 The folemn fcene on Calv'ry's guilty mount. 
 
 Where frighted nature Ihakes her trembling frame. 
 
 And Ihudders at the complicated crime 
 
 Of deicide. — The thorn-encircled head 
 
 All pale and languid on the bleeding crofs, 
 
 The nail-empierced hand, the mangled feet, 
 
 The
 
 A POETICAL ESSAY. 9 
 
 The perforated fide, the heaving figh 
 Of guftiing anguifh, the deep groan of death. 
 The day of darknefs, terror and diftrefs : 
 Ah ! fhall not thefe awake one ferious thought ? 
 Sin, I deteft thee : murd'rous child of night. 
 Hence to thy native hell! in Eden's vale 
 Rov'd our firft parents, bofom'd in content. 
 Gay as the fpring, and innocent as gay. 
 Thou dafh'd their draught of blifs, their fweets of joy 
 Mingling with gall. Misfortune's haggard crew 
 Hence o'er the wide creation ruthlefs prowl'd. 
 And rioted on man. Can aught arreft 
 Th' Almighty's anger ? — Yes : the viftim bleeds, 
 His own dear Son, from bondage to exalt 
 A ranfom'd world, to blafi; the damning power 
 Of Satan, Sin, and Death. How chang'd from him, 
 Whofe Majefty in native luftre (hone 
 Sevenfold, when on th' eternal throne he fmil'd. 
 Long e're yon planets in their meafur'd Orbs 
 Revolv'd : or walking on the whirl-wind's wing 
 He rais'd his arm, and drove the rebel brood 
 Down to their black abyfs : beneath his feet 
 
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 10 THE CRUCIFIXION: 
 
 The flames flafh'd horrible : before him fled 
 The ghaftly train of peftilence and woe. 
 
 On Revelation's facred page intent 
 The eye of faith furveys the mighty deed 
 Shadow'd in myftic type, when Abram urg'd 
 By heaven's all-wife beheft, with eager zeal 
 Snatch'd from a mother's weeping care * the child 
 Of laughter, on Moriah's fecret top 
 Binding the fpotlefs hands of innocence. 
 
 How vain the breath, how empty all the boaft 
 Of popular applaufe? to day we foar 
 The fons of fortune, favour'd by the croud 
 Their idol and their God. The morrow blights 
 Our bud of fame. The rabble change their notes 
 From hoarfeft acclamation to the hifs 
 Of harlh contempt : the many-headed beafl 
 Hark how he Ihouts for blood and impious carnage ! 
 See Ifrael's humble King, mild as the lamb 
 Beneath the murdering knife, amidft the fneer 
 The taunt of mad reproach, led to the crofs. 
 To (hame and bitter death. Him late they rais'd 
 
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 To
 
 A POETICAL ESSAY. ii 
 
 To fame's bright fummit, when they fung his name 
 With loud hofannas, or with filent ardor 
 Dwelt on his tongue, lift'ning the happy lore 
 Of evangelic joy. Ye ruffian tribe 
 Ah ! check the ruthlefs Rage, that drowns the voice, 
 The faithful voice of reafon, to your God 
 Prefers fedition's fon, whom foul with crimes 
 Ripe vengeance waits, and awful juftice calls. 
 
 Ye men of Judah, let one languid fpark 
 Of foft companion melt your iron hearts ! 
 O ftay the cruel ftroke, the blood-ftain'd fcourge 
 Forbear : O fpare, for pity fpare that wound : 
 Support his fait ring fleps : he faints, he dies : 
 Your King, your meek Meffiah faints : he finks 
 Beneath th' oppreffive load; up the fteep mount 
 He toils panting, and harrafs'd with fatigue. 
 
 But fhall oblivion's raven wing o'erlhade 
 The ever-bloominor fame of Salem's dau2:hters ? 
 Then weep, ye fair, and with prophetic tears 
 Swell the full ftream of Grief, fincere as erft 
 When Herod's vengeful arm in infant blood 
 Drench'd his wide-Vv^afting fword : with rueful fhriek 
 
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 The childlefs parent wander'd Rama s ftreets. 
 Your gentler breads to fympathetic fighs 
 Induleent nature melts. Remorfelefs Man 
 With heart of roughed: mold Iheds not one tear. 
 Nor wails a Saviour's death. To you the Mufe 
 Shall twine her wreath of praife: ye felt his pangs, 
 Ye moan'd his agonizing grief of Soul. 
 
 How calm the Sufferer ! not one rao;eful word 
 Of wild impatience : no refentment fhakes 
 His harrow'd breaft. Chearful and mild he meets 
 The favage king of terrors. Lo ! to Heaven 
 On mental wing his zealous prayer afcends. 
 But ah ! for whom ? — for you, ye fons of pride 
 That led him to th' accurs'd tree of fhame. 
 " Father, forgive them." — Hence, far hence the fury 
 Of wrath and vengeful hatred ! chriftian Love, 
 With univerfal Charity infpire 
 My breaft : extinguiih every latent fpark 
 Of low revenge. Give me to breathe the flame 
 Of tendereft affeftion, to fuftain 
 Unruffled and ferene the mean attacks 
 Of enmity and dander. Thus to tread 
 
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 A POETICAL ESSAY. 13 
 
 A Matter's heavenly fteps, like him, to bear 
 With patient mind infult and raih abufe 
 Be this my boafted glory, this my pride! 
 
 Great God of Truth, fhall equal terrors fall 
 On innocence and guilt ? the noon-tide ray 
 Mix with the midnight gloom ? The Son of Man, 
 The great High Prieft, harmlefs and undefil'd. 
 With impious ruffians numb'red, dies the death 
 Of unrelenting juftice ? fierce as Hell 
 Yon harden'd murd'rer breathes out his angry foul 
 In blafphemous defiance. Foul reproach 
 Flows from his venom tongue : avenging death 
 With tenfold darknefs brooding, opes to view 
 Scenes of eternal pangs, where penal wrath 
 With unextinguifhable fury burns. 
 Some chearful beam of Hope, fome gleam of Heaven 
 Burfts on the brother of his crimes. He weeps : 
 Repentance darts into his convidt heart 
 A ray of Peace. The rifing arm of wrath 
 Drops the impending Thunder : mercy fmiles 
 Benign. E'en tho' the blaze of guilt outglare 
 The fcarlet's crimfon hue, fair mercy Iheds 
 
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 Her hoard of joy, and whitens every (lain. 
 
 Come then, Repentance, with thy piercing ken 
 The dark recefles of my heart pervade : 
 Fill me with real forrow : naught avails 
 The fable fackcloth, or the vain grimace 
 Of hypocritic pomp. When ghaftly death 
 Hovers around my couch, it naught avails 
 To break the curtain'd Dumber of the night 
 Counting the fisur'd beads, to wear the hour 
 With repetition's empty Hymn, to grafp 
 The silded Crucifix. — Fantaftic rites 
 Of papal ignorance ! — All wrapt in grief, 
 Whilft youth with manhood's vigor nerves my limbs 
 The young blood circling in it's channel'd path, 
 I bend the fuppliant knee : — " Father of Heaven, 
 " Father of mercies, fnatch from rviin's gulph, 
 " Snatch me from fin." — Temptation fpreads her lure 
 With meretricious art. Wanton defire, 
 Fierce as the waken'd fury of the deep 
 Riots : O for a faithful friendly hand 
 With pious art to guide the light- wing'd ikiff. 
 And waft it from the tempeft's boift'rous rage! 
 
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 A POETICAL ESSAY. 15 
 
 See 'midft the croud, that thronging round the hill 
 With mad difcordant roar of barbVous joy 
 Gape on the Crofs, a felf-convidled wretch 
 Shivering. Damp horror fills his guilty breaft 
 With pungent throes. On his wide-rolling eye 
 Diftra^lion frantic fits and black defpair. 
 Accurfed lufl: of gain, that fteels the heart 
 'Gainft pity's foft emotions, breaks the tye 
 Of dear afFe^^ion, plunges all the foul 
 In fin and woe ! What for fo poor a price, 
 Th' AflafiTin's hireling wages, to betray 
 A Saviour and a God ! and with the kifs 
 Of friendfhip too ! — Thou fpecious Man of blood. 
 Fly from thyfelf, thy bittereft deadlieft foe. 
 Confcience with never-dying worm corrodes 
 Thy tortur'd bofom. — 'Tis the Lamb of God, 
 The blefled Jefus, whom thy treach'rous hand 
 Configns to death : Heard'ft thou that figh of grief 
 That ihook earth's tottering bafe.^ Saw'fl: thou thofe Limbs 
 Writhed with pain.^ 'Twas he that taught the word 
 Of Peace and Love, that ftopp'd the horrid rage 
 Of dire difeafe, and from their gloomy cell 
 
 Call'd
 
 i6 THE CRUCIFIXION: 
 
 Caird out the filent dead. Th' expiring figh 
 Again he heaves. Heard'ft thou that cutting pang 
 Ifcariot ! Go, whilft dumb amazement holds 
 The frozen multitude : cavern thy pelf, 
 Perfidious traitor. Vengeance, clad in blood. 
 Burning with rage, uniheathes her wafteful fword, 
 Purfues thy fheps, and hunts thee down to death. 
 
 Whilft ruin burfts the Temple's inmoft veil. 
 And 'midft furrounding fcenes of horror roam 
 The grifly fpedlres, as at midnight hour ; 
 Far from the pomp and pageantry of pride 
 Pilate fequefter'd fits, the venal judge. 
 Corruption's flave, that gloated on the fpoils 
 Of innocence opprefled. What avails 
 Or trophy'd blaze of power or glofs of wealth 
 To footh the fever'd phrenzy of his foul ? 
 He burns, as with a raging calenture, 
 
 Tortur'd by jarring paflions Why that Look ? 
 
 Thofe broken accents ? Thou dark, dufky Man, 
 Say can his fpotted (kin the leopard change ? 
 In vain thou feek'ft the pillow of repofe. 
 The noon-tide fun, velop'd in darknefs dim. 
 
 His
 
 A POETICAL ESSAY. 17 
 
 His golden glory (hrouds; But ah! what night 
 With darknefs dim fhall fhroud thee from the eye. 
 The piercing eye of guilt? With impious hand 
 Profane not thus the limpid ftream : not all 
 The ocean's wave can walh off that foul fpot 
 Of murder. Heaven's vindictive juftice reigns 
 Unbrib'd by wealth. E'en now thy anxious mind 
 Anticipates its fate. Deftruclion waits 
 Thy fteps : the tyrant of imperial Rome 
 Drives thee to exile : in the defart Ifle 
 Breathe to the taunting air thy doleful plaints. 
 Engender'd erft on pride and coward Ihame 
 The monfter Suicide his influence dire 
 Sheds o'er thy melancholy-tinClur'd foul 
 Baleful. Go dafh thee down the rocky fteep 
 Or plunge into thy breafh the thirfty fword 
 
 That pants for blood But lo ! a different fcene! 
 
 What tho' th' autumnal ficknefs ftalks around, 
 What tho" the rage of noon-day peftilence 
 Slays her ten thoufands ; yet beneath the (hade 
 Of Providence the good Man fmiles fecure 
 And undifmay'd. As refolution firm 
 
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 The lov'd Difciple (lands, in manly grief 
 Silent. — Illuftrious Saint! endear'd to him 
 Who knows the hidden fecret thoughts of Man, 
 FriendHiip on thee her choiceft treafures pour'd. 
 What heavenly tranfport to mix foul with foul 
 In liberal converfe j to imbibe the words 
 Of bleffed truth, from wifdom's mouth to catch 
 Inftrudtion's fweeteft leflbns ! — See thy King, 
 Thy Friend from his triumphant infamy 
 Looks down with condefcenfion ; deigns to crown 
 Thy holy fortitude. With filial care 
 His tender pledges guard : When age with fnow 
 Shall fow thy temples, then (hall vifions blefs 
 Thy nights; nor (hall the envied wreath thy brow 
 Entwine, e're ruin raze thefe haughty walls ; 
 E're the proud Roman eagle clap her wing 
 Hovering o'er Salem's defolated towers. 
 
 What pencil's glowing colours know to paint 
 A mother's deep diftrefs ? fall by the crofs 
 With eyes and hands uplifted, wrap'd in woe 
 All motionlefs and mute, Ihe views her Son, 
 Her God beneath the weight of others fins 
 
 Bow
 
 A POETICAL ESSAY. 19 
 
 Bow his affllcSled head. Thus Eve, abforpt 
 
 In forrow's trance, her darling offspring ey'd 
 
 Welt'ring in blood : expreffive filence fpoke 
 
 Her pangs of agony : the big-fwoln tear 
 
 Burft down her cheek : around her beauteous form 
 
 The golden treffes flow'd in rude diforder, 
 
 Whilft Adam at her fide in vain affay'd 
 
 Bland confolation. Secret grief o'erwhelms 
 
 Maria's throbbino; bread. Now languor wan 
 
 Unnerves each fenfe : tender remembrance foon 
 
 Wakes in her foften'd heart the fond, fond fcenes. 
 
 When fweet domeftic peace confirm'd her blifs, 
 
 Shelter'd beneath a hufband's faithful arm 
 
 From humbling infamy. Thrice happy pair! 
 
 They gently trod the flowery path of Life : 
 
 They ate the bread of temperance, round their board 
 
 Contentment laugh'd, blithe as a blooming bride. 
 
 Luird on her lap the infant God-head oft 
 
 Repos'd him weary. Tho' no trumpet s found. 
 
 No hoft of cherubim his praife attun'd. 
 
 Maternal rapture on his lovely name 
 
 With fondnefs dwelt ; ponder'd each pleafing fign 
 
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 Of future fplendor. — Oh ! what an awful change ! 
 
 The rude wind tempers the bright dawn of hope. 
 
 Mute is the tongue of eloquence that awd 
 
 A lift'ning multitude : languid the lips 
 
 That {mild complacence round, and every grace 
 
 Gently diffus'd. Dim in its ghaftly orb 
 
 The beaming eye of Majefty is funk. 
 
 But tho' with adverfe wind the gray ftorm lours^ 
 
 Shall fullen difcontent awake the voice 
 
 Of querulous defpair ? Thou fecond Eve, 
 
 O flop the falling tear : the figh reftrain. 
 
 And ye, fele^ted flock, that fcatter'd late 
 
 Fled from your Shepherd, from defpondence raife 
 
 Your drooping hearts : refume the fmile of joy. 
 
 Eur ft are the gates of Death : blunted the fting 
 
 Of Sin ; MefPiah mounts th' exalted car 
 
 Of triumph. As Elijah rapt of old 
 
 To Heaven, vi61:orious o'er the murky grave. 
 
 He rifes to the realms of endlefs day. 
 
 Thus when the infant Moon her circling fphere 
 Wheels o'er the Sun's broad difk^ her Ihadow falls 
 On Earth's fair bofom : darknefs chills the fields,. 
 
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 A POETICAL ESSAY. 21 
 
 And dreary night invefts the face of Heaven, 
 Reflected from the lake full many a ftar 
 Glimmers with feeble lanoruor. India's fons 
 Affrighted in wild tumult rend the air. 
 Before his idol god with barbVous fhriek 
 The Brachman falls : when foon the eye of day 
 Darts his all-cheering radiance, from the gloom 
 Emerging. Joy invades the wondering croud,^ 
 And acclamation rufhes from the tongue 
 Of thoufands that around their blazing pile 
 Riot in antic dance and diflbnant fong. 
 
 Far from this earthly ball th' advent'rous Mufe 
 Uplifted, dares to foar her aery way 
 To where in immortality enthroned 
 The great Redeemer fits at God's right hand. 
 No fond illufion cheats me, from this (hell 
 Of clay, the foul to brighter climes afpires^ 
 Nor feeks imagination's waxen wings 
 To fpeed her courfe. Almighty, infinite , 
 
 The filial Godhead reigns : old Ocean flies 
 AflFrighted at his awful nod, whilft Heaven 
 
 Bows
 
 22 THE CRUCIFIXION: 
 
 Bows trembling. Mercy's gentle attribute 
 
 Tempers his juftice : he prote6ls the poor 
 
 In needful hour of dearth, and from the duft 
 
 Raifes the weeping penitent : his wrath 
 
 The blood of goats averts not, or the fat 
 
 Of coftly hecatombs, or altar wreath'd 
 
 With clouds of incenfe, tho' in Phrygian mood 
 
 The laurel-nurtur'd priefts their Pythic hymn 
 
 Attemper to the virgin choir, that chant 
 
 Their Doric harmony. Nor deigns he not 
 
 With pity's eye the contrite heart to view 
 
 And troubled fpirit : pureft facriiice 
 
 By him accepted. O emblazon wide 
 
 His Name, ye creatures that in Heaven, in Earth 
 
 Or in the wide fea breathe. 
 
 " Dread Judge of all ! 
 '' Anointed King ! Saviour of fallen Man ! 
 " All praife to Thee be given ! e're time began 
 " Thou art, in thy unfathom'd effence vaifd 
 " Immenfe, But ftill Perfe61:ion deign'd to bear 
 *' Th' infirmities of Man : th' Eternal dyed, 
 
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 A POETICAL ESSAY. 23 
 
 " Th' Almighty fuffer'd woe. All Heaven beheld, 
 
 " And hymn d in admirations loudeft notes 
 
 *' Thee crucify'd. Can aught of mortal fong 
 
 ** Equal thy glory whilfl: on Earth? what tongue 
 
 *' The congregated wonders of thy life 
 
 " Can fpeak? to Thee fhall wifdom yield her palm 
 
 ^' Of fame : in vain (he boafts the letter'd art, 
 
 ^' And all the mazy folly of the fchools, 
 
 " Socratic knowledge, or the Stag'rite's pomp Jrurtiff^ 
 
 Of idle fpeculation. King of kings, 
 
 O let thy bright example roufe the foul 
 " To meek humility! great Interceflbr, ] 
 
 *' Pour on thy meaneft fupplicant the boon 
 *' Of pardon and remiffion. Wean his mind 
 " From earth-bred care. When the grim hand of Death 
 " Shall fnatch me weary to the darkfome grave, 
 *' When the lafl: trumpet's found (hall Ihake this globe, 
 ^' And defolation urn yon diforb'd worlds, 
 " Oh fmile forgivenefs. At that awful hour 
 " Propitious chafe away the fears that fright 
 *' The fluttering foul, nor let thy blood in vain 
 
 "Drop 

 
 24 THE CRUCIFIXION, &c. 
 
 *' Drop from the crofs ! the while may reafon guide 
 
 ^ My every wilh! may true religion ftrew 
 
 ^' Life's varied path ! 'Tis her's to wipe the tear 
 
 *' From forrow's eye, to light the lamp of Hope, 
 
 *' From Revelation's copious fount to pour 
 
 ** The ftreams of Comfort, Peace, and holy Love." 
 
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