see,
  And judge by the pernicious fruit the tree. 
  If aught for which so loudly they declaim,
  Religion, laws, and freedom, were their aim,
  Our senates in due methods they had led,
  To avoid those mischiefs which they seem’d to dread: 
  But first, e’er yet they propp’d the sinking state,
  To impeach and charge, as urged by private hate,
  Proves that they ne’er believed the fears they press’d,
  But barbarously destroy’d the nation’s rest! 760
  Oh! whither will ungovern’d senates drive,
  And to what bounds licentious votes arrive? 
  When their injustice we are press’d to share,
  The monarch urged to exclude the lawful heir;
  Are princes thus distinguish’d from the crowd,
  And this the privilege of royal blood? 
  But grant we should confirm the wrongs they press,
  His sufferings yet were than the people’s less;
  Condemn’d for life the murdering sword to wield,
  And on their heirs entail a bloody field. 770
  Thus madly their own freedom they betray,
  And for the oppression which they fear make way;
  Succession fix’d by Heaven, the kingdom’s bar,
  Which once dissolved, admits the flood of war;
  Waste, rapine, spoil, without the assault begin,
  And our mad tribes supplant the fence within. 
  Since then their good they will not understand,
  ’Tis time to take the monarch’s power in hand;
  Authority and force to join with skill,
  And save the lunatics against their will. 780
  The same rough means that ’suage the crowd, appease
  Our senates raging with the crowd’s disease. 
  Henceforth unbiass’d measures let them draw
  From no false gloss, but genuine text of law;
  Nor urge those crimes upon religion’s score,
  Themselves so much in Jebusites abhor. 
  Whom laws convict, and only they, shall bleed,
  Nor pharisees by pharisees be freed. 
  Impartial justice from our throne shall shower,
  All shall have right, and we our sovereign power. 790

   He said, the attendants heard with awful joy,
  And glad presages their fix’d thoughts employ;
  From Hebron now the suffering heir return’d,
  A realm that long with civil discord mourn’d;
  Till his approach, like some arriving God,
  Composed and heal’d the place of his abode;
  The deluge check’d that to Judea spread,
  And stopp’d sedition at the fountain’s head. 
  Thus, in forgiving, David’s paths he drives,
  And, chased from Israel, Israel’s peace contrives. 800
  The field confess’d his power in arms before,
  And seas proclaim’d his triumphs to the shore;
  As nobly has his sway in Hebron shown,
  How fit to inherit godlike David’s throne. 
  Through Sion’s streets his glad arrival’s spread,
  And conscious faction shrinks her snaky head;
  His train their sufferings think o’erpaid