The inhabitants of old Jerusalem
  Were Jebusites; the town so call’d from them;
  And theirs the native right—­
  But when the chosen people grew more strong,
  The rightful cause at length became the wrong;
  And every loss the men of Jebus bore, 90
  They still were thought God’s enemies the more. 
  Thus worn or weaken’d, well or ill content,
  Submit they must to David’s government: 
  Impoverish’d and deprived of all command,
  Their taxes doubled as they lost their land;
  And, what was harder yet to flesh and blood,
  Their gods disgraced, and burnt like common wood. 
  This set the heathen priesthood in a flame;
  For priests of all religions are the same. 
  Of whatsoe’er descent their godhead be, 100
  Stock, stone, or other homely pedigree,
  In his defence his servants are as bold,
  As if he had been born of beaten gold. 
  The Jewish rabbins, though their enemies,
  In this conclude them honest men and wise: 
  For ’twas their duty, all the learned think,
  To espouse his cause by whom they eat and drink. 
  From hence began that Plot, the nation’s curse,
  Bad in itself, but represented worse;
  Raised in extremes, and in extremes decried:  110
  With oaths affirm’d, with dying vows denied;
  Not weigh’d nor winnow’d by the multitude;
  But swallow’d in the mass, unchew’d and crude. 
  Some truth there was, but dash’d and brew’d with lies,
  To please the fools, and puzzle all the wise. 
  Succeeding times did equal folly call,
  Believing nothing, or believing all. 
  The Egyptian rites the Jebusites embraced,
  Where gods were recommended by their taste. 
  Such savoury deities must needs be good, 120
  As served at once for worship and for food. 
  By force they could not introduce these gods;
  For ten to one in former days was odds. 
  So fraud was used, the sacrificer’s trade: 
  Fools are more hard to conquer than persuade. 
  Their busy teachers mingled with the Jews,
  And raked for converts even the court and stews: 
  Which Hebrew priests the more unkindly took,
  Because the fleece accompanies the flock,
  Some thought they God’s anointed meant to slay 130
  By guns, invented since full many a day: 
  Our author swears it not; but who can know
  How far the devil and Jebusites may go? 
  This Plot, which fail’d for want of common sense,
  Had yet a deep and dangerous consequence: 
  For as, when raging fevers boil the blood,
  The standing lake soon floats into a flood,
  And every hostile humour, which before
  Slept quiet in its channels, bubbles o’er;
  So several factions from this first ferment, 140
  Work up to foam, and threat the government.