The law and prophets, fearching what was writ 260 Concerning the Meffiah, to our scribes Known partly, and soon found, of whom they spake 265 I am; this chiefly, that my way muft lie to come Before Meffiah and his way prepare. I as all others to his baptifm came, Which I believ'd was from above; but he Strait knew me, and with loudeft voice pro 1 clam'd 275 Me him (for it was fhown him fo from Heaven) Me him whofe harbinger he was; and firft Audibly heard from Heav'n, pronounc'd me his, Me his beloved Son, in whom alone 285 He was well pleas'd; by which I knew the time Now full, that I no more should live obfcure, But openly begin, as beft becomes. Th' authority, which I deriv'd from Heaven. I learn not yet, perhaps I need not know; Accompanied of things paft and to come 300 Lodg'd in his breast, as well might recommend Such folitude before choiceft fociety. Full forty days he pafs'd, whether on hill 305 Till those days ended, hunger'd then at laft Among wild beafts: they at his fight grew Nor fleeping him nor waking harm'd, his The fiery serpent fled, and noxious worm, But now an aged man in rural weeds, ewe, 315 Or wither'd sticks to gather, which might ferve Against a winter's day, when winds blow keen, fpake. 320 Sir, what ill chance hath brought thee to So far from path or road of men, who pass drouth. I ask the rather, and the more admire, late 325 whom Our new baptizing Prophet at the ford Of God; I faw and heard, for we fometi mes 330 Who dwell this wild, constrain'd want, come forth To town or village nigh (nigheft is far) Where ought we hear, and curious are to hear, What happens new; fame also finds us out. To whom the Son of God. Who brought me hither, 335 Will bring me hence; no other guide I feek. By miracle he may, reply'd the [wain, Live on tough roots and stubs, to thirst inur'd So fhalt thou fave thyself and us relieve · With food, whereof we wretched feldom He ended, and the Son of God reply'd. Think'st thou fuch force in bread? is it not written (For I difcern thee other than thou feem'ft) Man lives not by bread only, but each word Proceeding from the mouth of God, who fed 350 Our fathers here with Manna? in the mount Wander'd this barren wafte; the fame I now: This true, I am that Spirit unfortunate, ven 360 With them from blifs to the bottomlefs deep, Yet to that hideous place not fo confin'd By rigor unconniving, but that oft Leaving my dolorous prifon I enjoy Large liberty to round this globe of earth, 365 Or range in th' air, nor from the Heav'n of Heav'ns Hath he excluded my refort fometimes. I came among the fons of God, when he To prove him, and illuftrate his high worth; 370 To draw the proud king Ahab into fraud, |