Be dumb, ye grov'lling sons of Verse, To tarnish Britain's naval bloom, CHORUS. YE Syrens! sing; ye Tritons! blow; From pole to pole! to Britain all belong: 50 Volume IV. II ON PART OF THE BOOK OF JOB. THRICE It is disputed among the critics, who was the author of the book of Job; some give it to Moses, some to others As I was engaged in this little performance, some arguments occurred to me which favour the former of these opinions; which arguments I have flung into the following Notes, where little else is to be expected. + The Almighty's speech, chap. xxxviii, &c. which is what I paraphrase in this little work, is by much the finest part of the noblest and most ancient poem in the world. Bishop Patrick savsits grandeur is as much above all other poetry, as thunder is louder than a whisper. In order to set this distinguished part of the poem in a fuller 'light, and give the reader a clearer conception of it, [ have abridged the preceding and subsequent parts of the poem, and joined them to it; so that this piece is a sort of an epitome of the whole book of Job. I use the word paraphrase, because I want another which might better answer to the uncommon liberties I have taken. I have omitted, added, and transposed. The mountain, the comet, the sun, and other parts, are entirely added: those upon the peacock, the lion, &c. are much enlarged; and I have thrown the whole into a method more suitable to our notions of regularity. The judicious, if they compare this piece with the original, will, I flatter myself, find the reasons for the great liberties I have indulged myself in through the whole. This Longinus has a chapter on Interrogations, which shews that they contribute much to the sublime. speech of the Almighty is made up of them. Interrogation seems, indeed, the proper style of majesty incensed. It differs from other manner of reproof, as bidding a person execute himself from a common execution; for he that asks the guilty a proper question, makes him, in effect, pass sentence on himself. 1 Whose worldly stores in such abundance flow'd, What now but deaths, and poverty, and wrong, Exhausted woe had left him nought to fear, Then Job contain'd no more, but curs'd his fate. 20 His wishes sunk in shades of endless night, His words were daring, and displeas'd his friends; Young.] Hij 30 Fix'd in opinion, both refuse to yield, And summon all their reason to the field: So high, at length, their arguments were wrought, 40 50 The book of Job is well known to be dramatic, and, like the tragedies of Old Greece, is fiction built on truth. Probably this most noble part of it, the Almighty speaking out of the whirlwind (so suitable to the after-practice of the Greek stage, when there happened dignus vindice nodus) is fictitious; but it is a fiction more agreeable to the time in which Job lived than to any since. Frequent before the law were the appearances of the Almighty after this manner, Exod. ch. xix. Ezek. ch. 1. c. Hence is he said to dwell in thick darkness; and bave his way in the whirlwind. Í Who fix'd the corner-stone? what hand, declare, Who, stretching forth his sceptre o'er the deep, I chain'd them with my word: the boiling sea, 71 *There is a very great air in all that precedes, but this is signally sublime. We are struck with admiration to see the vast and ungovernable ocean receiving commands, and punctually obeying them; to find it like a managed horse, raging, tossing, and foaming, but by the rule and direction of its master. This passage yields in sublimity to that of Let there be light, &c. so much only, as the absolute government of nature yields to the creation of it. The like spirit in these two passages is no bad concur rent argument that Moses is author of the book of Job. |