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The God, who does in Caves conftrain the Winds,
Can with a Breath their clam'rous Rage appease;
They fear his Whistle, and forsake the Seas.

Yet once indulg'd, they sweep the Maiit,
Deaf to the Call, or hearing hear'in vain.
They, bent on Mischief, bear the Waves before,
And not content with Seas, insult the Shore ;
When Ocean, Air, and Earth at once ingage,
And rooted Forests fly before their Rage :
At once the clashing Clouds to Battel move,
And Liglirnings run across the Fields above.
In Times of Tempest they command alone,
And-hę but fits precarions on the Throne. Dryd. Ovirti

Æolves; to whom the King of Heav'n
The Pow'r of Tempeits, and of Winds has giv'n:
Whole Force alone their Fury can restrain,
And smooth the Waves, or swell the troubled Main.

The Jailor of the Wind,
Whose hoarse Commands his breathing Subjects call;
He boasts and blusters in his empty Hall, Dryd. Virgo

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E T N A
Mount Ætna thence we spy,
Known by the smoaky Flames which cloud the Sky:
By Turns a pitchy Cloud she rowls on high;
By Turns hot Emers from her Entrails flyg
And Flakes of mounting Flames that lick the Sky.
Oft from her Bowels maffy. Rocks are throwity
And, fiver'd by the Force, coine piece-meal down.
Oft liquid Lakes of burning Sulphur flow,
Fed from the fiery Springs that boil below.
Enceladus, they fay, transfix'd by Fove,
Wich blasted Wings came tumbling from above;
And where he fell, th' avenging. Father drew
This flaming Hill, and on his Body threw :
As often as he turns his weary Sides,
He fhakes the solid Ife, and Smoke the Heav'n hides.

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As when the Force
of Subterranean Wind transports a HNI,
Torn from Pelorus, or the shatter'd Side
Of thund'ring Ætna, whofe combustible
And fuel'd Entrails thence conceiving Fire,
Sublim'd with minoral Fury aid the Winds,
And leave a singed Bottom all involv'd
Wich Stench and Smoke.

Möle.

AFFECTIONS.
How great a Toil co ftem the raging Flood,
When Beauty ftirs the Mass of youthful Blood ?
When the swoln Veins with circling Torrents rife,
And softer Pallions speak thro' wishing Eyes,

The Voice of Reason's drown'd; in vain it fpeaks,
When hasty Anger dies the gloomy Checks ;
And vengeful Pride hurries the Mortal on
To Deeds unhcard, and Cruelties unknown.

Then 'gan the Palmer thus ; Most wretched Man, That to Affections does the Bridle lend :

In their Beginning they are weak and wan, Bare foon, through Suft'rance, growe to fearfall End; While they are weak, betimes with them contend:

Por when they once to perfect Strength do growe, Strong Warres they make, and cruel Bate'ry bend,

'Gaiuft Fort of Reason it to overthrowe : Wrath, Jealousy, Grief, Love, this Squire have laid

thus lowe.

Wrath, Jealousy, Griefe, Love, do thus expell :
Wrath is a Fire, and Jealousy a Weede ;

Griefe is a Flood, and Love a Monster fell.
The Fire of Sparke, the Weed of little Seed,
The Flood of Drops, the Monster Filth did breed :

But Sparks, Seed, Drops, and Filth do thus decay ; The Sparks foon quench, the springing Sced out-weed,

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The Drops dry up, and Filth wipe clean away;
So shall Wrath, Jealousy, Griefe, Love, dic and de-

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A G E. But you may shun Diseases baleful Pow'r, Nor pine away in an untimely Hour ; Morofe old Age, incurable Disease, Stalks on, and coon does the frail Being seize ; Tir'd with himself, he Company desires, Which scornful Aies, for Company he tires. Now pensive on his Staff he walks alonc, Too conscious what himself in Youth has done : So chang'd his Country, that he seems to stand An useless Gazer in a foreigu Land. So chang'd himself, he's scarce the wither'd Shade : of the proud Thing in Robes of Glory clad. Edward, once active as the joyful Sun, Loaded with Years himself, but loads a Throne. Thé Rays fo languid, and the Shadows great, Almost his Engliflo with their Sun was set. * A sordid Woman's busy Projects stain The splendid Annals of that martial Reign. Still some Remains of Bliss old Age enjoys ; But Time voracious those Remains destroys, 'Till it can nought but naked Life devour : For this the Dotard weeps, and dreads th’approaching

(Hour. Grim Death, regardless, k!lows not how to save, Buc drags the trembling Prey to his ungrateful Cave.

But oh! on what imperceptible Strings
Depends th'inconstant State of human Things !
That Face, in which the Gods might take Delight,
Is now grown hideous, and forsakes the sight,

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* Alice Pierce

With cruel Scythe, inexorable Time
Mows down her youthly Bloom and Beauty's Prime.
Now wrinkly Age begins to draw his Plow
On that once-smooth, once-snowy, spacious Brow.
Now, where her Teeth took up their Iv'ry-Seat,
Is all an empty Space, or Scene of Jet.
Her Head, which once with golden Tresses flione,
Is filverd o'er. with Hairs but thinly fowni :
And now the Flame, which on my Marrow prey'd,
Begins to languish; and the Heat's decay'd.
Phyllis no more can now her Charms employ, :,
But damps Defire, and frights the Cyprian Boy :
Deformid, she cures the Wound her Beauty gave
And the, whose Eges could kill me now can save.

Rowe Callip
The Four AG ÉS of the World.

GO L D E N A G E. The Golden Age was first, when Mau yet new, No Rule, but incorrupted Reafon, knew; And with a native Bent did Good pursire. Unforc'd by Punishment, unaw'd by Fear, His Words were simple, and his soul sincere : Needless was written Law, where none oppressid: The Law of Man was written in his Breast. No suppliant Crowds before the Judge appear'd, No Court erected yet, nor Cause was heard; But all was fafe, for Confcience was their Guard. The Mountain Trees in distant Profpect please ; E’er yet the Pine descended to the Seas ; E'er Sails were fpread new Oceans to explore, And happy Mortals, unconcern'd for more, Confind their wishes to their native Shore. No Walls were yet, nor Fence, nor Moat, nor. Mound : Nor Drum was heard, nor Trumpet's angry Sound; Nor Swords were forg'd ; but void of Care and Crime The soft Creation Nept away their Time. The teeming Earth, yet guiltless of the Plough, And un provok'd, did fruitful Stores allow.

Content

Content with Food which Nature freely bred,
On Wildings and on Strawberries they fed :
Cornels and Bramble-berries gave the rest,
And falling Acrons furnish'd out a Feast.
The Flow'rs unfown, in Fields and Meadows reign'd,
And Western Winds immorral Spring maintain’d.
In following Years, the bearded Corn ensu'd
From Earth unask'd, nor was that Earth renew'd,
From Veins and Vallies Milk and Nectar broke,
And Honey sweated thro' the Pores of Oak.

SILVER A G' E.
But when Good Saturn, banilh'd from above.
Was driv'n to Hell, the World was under fove.
Succeeding Times a filver Age behold,
Excelling Brass, but more excell'd by Gold.
Then Summer, Autumn, Winter, did appearg.
And Spring was but a Season of the Year.
The Sun his annual Course obliquely made,
Good Days contracted, and enlarg d, the bad.
The Air with sultry Heats began to glow,
The Wings of Winds were clogg'd with Ice and Snow:
And fhiv'ring Mortals, into Houfes driven,
Sought Shelter from th' Inclemency of Heaven,
Their Houses then were Caves, or homely Steds,
With twining Oziers fenced, and Moss their Beds.
Then Ploughs for Seed the fruitful Furrows broke
And Oxen labour'd first beneath the Yoke.

BR AZ EN A G E.
To this came next in Course the Brazen Age;.
A warlike Off-fpring, propt to bloody Rage,
Not impious yet.

IRON A G E.

Hard Steel ficceeded then, And stubborn, as the Metaly: were the Men.

Truth,

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